I love a good foot rub. Â Always have. Â But when you’re pregnant, a foot rub becomes better than anything else in the entire world. Â I’ve become like a crack addict. Â I’ll give anything for a foot rub. Â I’ll do anything. Â I need them. Â NEED THEM.
Chris, however, is not as keen on them as I am. Â Could be that I usually make him rub them after they’ve been in ballet flats all day and we all know that this makes feet smell like roses. Â And fish. Â Or it could be that I want my feet rubbed for hours at a time and he doesn’t have that kind of time to give. Â But more likely, its my method of asking him to rub my feet.
I’m not subtle.
I’m not patient.

I’m a bit dramatic.

What’s a girl gotta do to get a little foot lovin’?
5 comments | posted in Marriage Confessions, pregnancy, Random | tags: humor, life, Marriage, pregnancy

1) Laura: Ha! Handsome just rubbed my back... and then I checked your blog. Awesome. (05.01.2009 10:55pm)
2) Era: Looks like someone's got some massaging to do! (05.02.2009 03:27pm)
3) Emily C: This is too funny...love the pictures to go along with your post! Thanks for making me laugh today! (05.04.2009 02:04pm)
4) Sarah @ BecomingSarah.com: HA! My weakness is having my shoulders rubbed. My husband would rub my feet all day over rubbing my shoulders purely because he has to stoop a little for my shoulders whereas if we're sitting on the couch my feet are at his hand level anyway. Lol. I love the pictures!! (05.04.2009 04:29pm)
5) Jes the Bes: Oh your poor aching feet. In a few more weeks it will all be worth it. (05.05.2009 12:10pm)