After speaking to a West Coast friend earlier this morning, I had the overwhelming feeling to write this to my husband.
Dear HoneyBear,
Today is September 13 and soon it will be your birthday (Sept 16th, the big 37). The trip you are going on was something that you and I planned to go on together, but I felt since I am in a family way I should bow out gracefully. Dont get me wrong, my heart, eyes and brain were ALL set to record the memory firmly in the banks, of the twinkle in your eyes when you actually arrive and see the Texas Stadium for the first time. I cant wait to hear the version you will tell our child of your lifetime goal of seeing your first MONDAY NIGHT DALLAS COWBOY foortball game actually there, LIVE in the stands of Texas stadium; but alas…I will be in VA, ensuring that our precious RASCAL aka BUGGER is being FED. 
I wanted this trip to be ALL about YOU my LOVE…a TRUE BLUE FAN of the DALLAS COWBOYS! I am so happy for you, BABE! You are going to have a GREAT TIME. This is prolly how MOM would be WHEN she makes it to LAS VEGAS! LOL.
RASCAL and I are going to miss you. I am already getting envious of the person who is going in my place; HE BETTER appreciate it!!!! I gave up my seat….FOR your HAPPINESS! Remember that! My motto is: YOU LIVE WITH THE CHOICES YOU MAKE. Anyways, I am already neuratic with this pregnancy, no sense in ruining your LIFETIME trip! SMOOCHES babe….If by chance you read this before you go, just know this…
I LOVE YOU BABE! I am glad you are my friend, the annoying brother I never had , I love that you are my SOULMATE and my HUSBAND. I am grateful and surprised you have stayed with me this long, but I guessing you have Stockholm Syndrome . Anyways, you got me ALL KNOCKED UP, so I aint letting you go…EVER…EVAAAAAAAAA.
Well babe…SMOOCHES, have a great time in Texas! Get there safely have a BLAST and get home to US safely, we got BIG things happening next week! I LOVE YOU!!
Code Name: Boo Boo ButterCup
