best husband ever

I've been sick. Like... really sick. Like I've thrown up more in the past couple days than I have in the rest of my life combined. Okay... maybe not. But I wouldn't be surprised. I do NOT throw up. Until two nights ago when I woke up feeling nauseated about 11 pm. Then I threw up at least every half hour until 6 am. It was awful. I HATE throwing up (who doesn't?). It gives me new respect for women who get bad morning sickness and throw up all the time. I hate it. And I couldn't stop. I even threw up three times while trying to nurse Veda when she woke up for the day. So when I finally stopped throwing up after having been up all night... guess who came to my rescue? Dave. He fed the kids all day and changed diapers and picked up/dropped off Quinn at preschool. Helped me get the kids down for naps (since I was so achey and weak I felt like I couldn't even get a baby out of a crib or even walk up the stairs). He went to the store and got me ginger ale and basically stopped me from doing anything that I started doing that resembled work or taking care of kids. I honestly don't think I could have made it through the day without him. Love you Dave. THANKS.