In which I am reduced to a blubbing mess in seconds

So I read on some website or other that Froggy is now 20cm (8 inches) long and weighs 300grams (10.5 oz). I went down and searched around the kitchen till I found something about the right weight to show Will (a bottle of canola oil - last time it was my prenatals). Then he knelt down on the floor and put his head on my belly and told the baby how big it is and how much we love it, more than we love each other even, and I just started crying all over the place.

I don't even think I can blame the hormones for this. (Well, of course I CAN, but I don't think I need to.)

I am just disgusted by how happy this pregnancy has made me. Happier even than I'd hoped, and I had pretty high expectations.