I know that most of the time I complain about the trivial things that my dear husband "nags" me about, but he does have his good points. He proved it just the other day.
I woke up sick to my stomach and with absolutely no appetite the other day (28 weeks pregnant). I manage to go to work, and force down Sprite and Pretzels throughout the days. I even manage to take Bubbie to the ENT specialist, which consisted of a lot of waiting (with a Spitfire Toddler) and multiple test.
The Audiologists need Bubbie to sit still and quite for most of the test (is she nuts? No, she meant it). I spent most of the afternoon wrestling him to sit still and to not destroy the doctors office.
Needless to say I was SPENT! By the time I pulled into our driveway I had absolutely no energy left. I couldn't even get Bubbie out of the car seat. G came home within the next five minutes so we waited. He helped to get Bubbie in the house and settled.
I told him that I really needed to lay down for a few hours. He said, "go I'll take care of Bubs."
Well I never hear a peep out of them and slept 10 hours (which I really needed). He feed him, bathed him, played, changed for bed, gave the bottle, put him to sleep and even took the monitor out of our room so that I would not be disturbed.
I of course thanked him the next morning and to top it of he said that no thanks was necessary. He thanked me for not getting up and resting. (Normally I just can't let my mommy duties go).
So even though he can drive me bonkers on a regular basis, he can really step up to the plate when needed. Like I said before I do love him.
BTW- Bubbie is going to have Bilateral Myringotomy with tubes(ear tubes) in a week. Let cross our finger this gives him some relief.