He’s out right now. I’m 36 weeks pregnant and told him I was craving ice cream from a local ice cream shop. So he leaves to go get it and I get a call from him.

He goes, “while I’m out, should I get some beer for you to have when you have the baby?” Because that’s all I’ve been wanting all pregnancy oddly enough. And I’m like aw how sweet. And then he goes “and I found some recipes online for homemade lactation cookies with something called....galactagogues? Should I go pick up ingredients for those so I can make a bunch for you ahead of time? Would you want baked or no bake ones?” AHHH IM DYING he’s so sweet 😍