(Isn't he cute?)
Yesterday I was sick as a dog. Couldn't get out of bed kinda sick. I haven't been that sick in a long time. When I did venture out of my bed, I felt like my head weighed 100 pounds, my eyes ached if I looked to the left or the right, and I was extremely light headed. So I just stayed under the covers about 97% of the day.
I was so thankful this hit on a day when Steve was at home. He took care of everything, lunch, dinner, bedtimes. I heard this morning that Caleb threw up last night in his bed, and Steve had to change him and the sheets and I didn't hear a thing of it last night while all this was going on.
He even locked the bedroom door because the boys were going through mommy withdrawl and kept wanting to come in and bounce on the bed and talk really loudly, really close to my head.
I am feeling better this morning and feeling very thankful for my husband. Who, by the way, didn't feel that great himself yesterday but still took one for the team.