You and Joel were high school sweethearts, though you had a massive crush on him before you ever got together.

You used to fantasize about getting married to him and having his kids, so when it happened when you were getting married, fresh out of college, you were ecstatic.

You had only been married a few years before you and Joel started trying, it took awhile but it was all worth it to see those two little pink lines.

Joel was just as happy as you were, he just wasn’t jumping up and down in your shared bathroom.

It was all smooth sailing until around the four month mark where all the pregnancy symptoms hit you at once. Morning sickness, mood swings, funky food craving (which were Joel’s least favorite side effect).

One morning, you woke up and decided that you wanted a pickle and peanut butter sandwich, so you went downstairs and asked your beloved husband to make you one.

“You want a what?”

Joel chuckled.