Thursday, March 6, 2008

Pollyanna Alert

At the risk of sounding like a "life-is-so-perfect" Pollyanna, I had to use this blog for one purpose only today: to brag about my husband.
He has made my life so much easier today, that I have to give him the credit he deserves and I wanted everyone to know just how wonderful he is. Not to boast (my husband is better than your husband!), but to balance out the general "Husbands are jerks/big babies/idiots" attitude that seems to prevail much of the time.
Our baby, Rhett, had a rough night last night. Really rough. He went to bed around 8:15, as usual, but was up at 10, 11, and 12. At 12 a.m., my husband went to sleep with the girls because we were waking up the entire house in the living room. Rhett was apparently, really uncomfortable and very unhappy because he screamed more than I've heard him scream in a long, long time. It just never stopped. At about 12:30, I think we fell asleep, because I don't remember seeing the clock between 12:30 and 2-ish. But after about 2 am, we were awake the entire night. He had fever at one point, according to the Mommy's Forehead Thermometer. It went away on it's own...thank God, because I was so exhausted, I just lay there thinking "Could the Tylenol somehow find it's way to me so I don't have to get up and get it?" At 5:30, Aaron's usual waking time, he came in to find us exactly as he left us. Me, with my eyes held open by toothpicks, and Rhett struggling against sleep and fussing continuously. Aaron took his shower and got ready for work and then came in around 6 and said "Are you guys going to be ok?"
I honestly didn't know at that point. I haven't been that sleep deprived in months. I was miserable. And do you know what my sweet husband did? He left the room.
But then he came back and said "I just checked my schedule and I don't have anything until my 2:00 meeting, so I'll hang out here this morning and take Avery to school and you can rest." He took Rhett into the living room and I got a solid two hours of sleep before Reese got up. It was Heaven. And it's not that I am so happy that I slept. I could still use a nap, for sure. It's that my sweet husband would take the morning off of work, when he probably needs to get things ready for his meeting, just so I could get a couple of hours of sleep. It's things like that that honestly make me fall in love with him all over again.
So, for those of you who have to endure my griping when he doesn't do things perfectly, please refer me back to these moments because he really is the kindest, sweetest, most wonderful man in the world. Sheesh...is this really me talking? That Oprah book must be screwing with my mind. I've been brainwashed to be happy and appreciate what I have. GASP!

2 comments:

m said...

You know you found "the one"...wish we were all as lucky. love you guys

Cort's mommy said...

Oh that was so sweet! There are mornings when I wish mine would do that!

HA HA so funny i was just reading this and my sweet husband out of the blue told me I could go get a tanning package since easter is coming up! WOW i never said a word to him about it either! MAybe something is in the air??