Being Romanced by Tylenol

I’m 38 weeks pregnant, and Tylenol is the only medicine I’m allowed to take. My husband recently got sick, and took the rest of my bottle.

Anyway, I had to sleep in the guest room while he was sick, and he brought in a new bottle of Tylenol and handed it to me. I didn’t think anything of it at the time, and when my husband got better, I moved back into the bedroom.

So long story short, I go to lay in bed this evening, and there is that bottle of Tylenol sitting on my end table. My husband comes over and says, ‘I removed all the babyproofing from it for you. It took a while because of all the plastic on it.’

I never, ever, take medication. Tylenol is a last resort for a headache after I nap and it doesn’t go away. But my sweet husband brought it from the guest room, opened it up, and set it by the bed, so that I would have it just in case.

He’s about as romantic as a rock... but it is little things like this, that show me his romantic side.