Oh. No. He. Didn't.

This weekend was Mother's Day. And as most of you now know, this is the first time that I get to celebrate this special holiday first hand- as a mother to be. (It's a boy, by the way!) And so on Sunday while in Tupelo visiting the in-laws I received a tender card from my dear husband, which read "there is a surprise waiting for you back in Nashville." I held my breath with suspense as to what it might be. Could it be a custom frame that will hold the first picture of my new baby? Or perhaps a full Spa day since my joints have been wreaking havoc on my body? I could hardly wait to get back. So on Monday while at work I get a text from him that said, "Go to 112 Franklin Road to pick up your surprise". Oh! This must be something big! So big that he can't pick it up himself! I have visions of diamond pendents dancing in my head, I am carrying his child after all.

So I whip my car around to go to this mystery address. Jarrod's maybe? But when I get closer I notice it is a shopping center. Hmm... exciting nonetheless. So I find the shop of the address- JS Fields, a salon- I knew it! A Spa day! I smugly walk in with my bellly protruding, just for emphasis on how much I deserve my gift, and greet the receptionist to retreive my surprise. And what does she give me?

Yep, that would be a Spray Tan gift certificate, boys and girls. Apparently, this is my romantic husband's idea of a "Thank you for bearing my child and creating a life that will forever change our lives" gift. Priceless. So for Father's Day this year I am going to get him some Crest White Strips and call it even.