Well, my DH is supportive, but not overly involved in everything. But I'm okay with that. I guess maybe it's because there are so many other people in my life that are super supportive and very involved in everything, that I don't ever really feel alone. I can't imagine DH doing any research online about anything birth or pregnancy related, but he'll read stuff that I send him or give him. He went to 2 appointments last pregnancy and wasn't able to go to the first one this time, but made it to the ultrasound after work, since we couldn't hear the heartbeat on the Doppler. I don't expect him to go to more than one more appointment because he works long hours and about 60 miles from the birth center. As far as buying stuff goes? Yeah, I have to kinda reign him in on that stuff. He's the shopper of the family, so any excuse to buy something, he's on it! As far as helping out with the house? He's been a great help, but only when I ask him. It's take me this long (6 years) to realize that he's not going to willingly do something, but if I ask him, he does it. I'm okay with that now. Plus, I'm very much a "I can do it myself" kinda person, so for the most part, I like to do everything, but when it just gets to be too much, I ask for help. DH works 50-70 hours a week and I stay at home, so to me it's not a big deal to take the brunt of most of the housework. But again, when it gets to be too much, I ask for help and he's willing. Rubbing back, feet, etc? Never happens. If I ask though, he'd do it I'm sure. The only thing he's done that's been really self-initiated, is he'll say "do you need anything" when I'm nauseous and on the couch in a ball," and I appreciate it every time. I've just come to realize that it's a guy thing. They like direction, they like to solve problems. But sometimes we've got to take the lead!
but oddly, doesn't seem too excited about the baby. it's getting better (i'm entering third trimester) but for the first 4 months at least, it was just an alien concept to him. if i'm uncomfortable in some way he'll try to help solve the problem, but then that's the way he always is (i have medical challenges at the best of times). like you, my daughter (age 6) is the one who's talking to my belly, kissing it, looking for gifts for the baby (and her.. but hey she's 6), asking me if i'm ok if i have a particularly bad day.
