Thursday, February 18, 2010

PDA- Public Display of Appreciativeness


Thankfully, I don't get sick very often. The last time I was sick was last year when I had what Josh and I called "The Death Flu," and before that, it had been years since I'd been sick. Yesterday however, I was sick. It started with a sore throat, turned into a cold, and somehow ended up with cold and flu and a 24 hour migraine. My favorite. I was flat on my back yesterday unable to keep down a cough drop, or as I found out is not at all a pleasant experience, Dayquil.

This post is really to say how much I appreciate my men. Josh has had a sore throat and a cold the last few days, but as of now, he doesn't have the flu part of it. Anyways, yesterday I called him at work to see if there was any way he could possibly come home from work early to take care of Noah since I was pretty much useless. He was able to come home and take care of me a couple hours later. He fed Noah, with just a little bit of direction, played with him, put him down for naps, and even bathed and put him to bed, complete with story time. (Not to say he doesn't usually do this stuff, we just usually share and trade off different things.)

Noah was my perfect little angel yesterday. In the morning when it was just me at home, Noah kept himself occupied by playing with his toys, occasionally bringing me books to read to him, since I could handle that, and playing with the cat. He even went down for his nap without a peep, and slept for a good 2 hours.

Yesterday evening Josh had to go play on the band at our church, so once again it was just Noah and me. Again, he was the perfect child. He was quiet, and played by himself with the occasional story. (He's really into his books.) He didn't even get fussy when it got close to his bedtime like he typically does. He was very very good right up until Daddy put him in the bathtub.

All this to say, that if I absolutely have to get sick, I'm very appreciative of my husband, who can take care of everything, and my little boy, who makes it easy on his Daddy. (And on me when Daddy wasn't around.)




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