|He's the Sweet and Silent Type|
I have recently become aware that my fur-st born baby-dog can come to the hospital. I immediately became elated at the idea of having all of my brown-eyed boys with me and Henry. I have since been begging Hubby to let me dress Remy up in an "I'm a Big Brother" tee shirt and glasses and have him in the delivery room. He can cheer me on and snuggle with his human brother and kiss my hand when I need encouragement.
Hubby is in a place of "no" right now. I am in a place of pushiness and perseverance.
We shall see who comes out on top of this one. Potentially crazy pregnant woman v. Level headed engineer who would have to wrangle adorable pup...