The mommy moment is here in its entirety.
Anyway, I texted hubs about it, saying that I was crying, that our baby is a boy na talaga and all that... and how drama I was when it was only two years worth of memories that am remembering while sorting out his clothes.
He first texted me back, "Mwah"
Then he texted me, "Isipin mo na lang how you'd feel pag papamigay mo clothes ko after I die."
So I texted him back, "Tadeu ka pala eh... show me the money!!!"
Yup.. we have a very sick sense of humor sometimes. But drat my darling husband, now I can't get the thought away from my mind... of someday having to do just that (or him having to do that if I go first). Sigh. Where do I even start and stop with the memories, the loving thoughts, the hopes and dreams? Life doesn't seem like much of a life anymore until I got married and had a family of my own in him. So I really can't imagine not being with him. Ever.