Did you know it’s Valentine’s Day?
I did and not because there are a dozen roses sitting on my kitchen counter, either. Our anniversary is egg-zactly 7 days after V-Day so it’s never really been a priority to the hubs and me.
I knew it was Valentine’s Day because before I even had coffee this morning I had to address Emma’s Valentines and take her party supplies to school– even though my throat felt like I’d swallowed a razor blade and chased it with lemon juice. I was running a fever and had two snotty half-dressed kids to drag with me.
I thought about sending my husband a sweet text at work to tell him how much I L-U-V him, but the best I could manage was a Facebook message saying I’d try not to give him whatever it is that I have.
I spent a good portion of this weekend in the bed, and I mean that in the least sexy way possible. I mean that in the “cough-drops-and-snot-rags-on-my-night-table-and-Vick’s-Vapor-Rub-in-the-air” kind of way.
We were completely out of groceries last night. So after Super Man put all three kids in the bed, (I did actually get up and bathe a couple of ’em… I think) he went to Wal-Mart and bought groceries.
And today at nap time, when Sadie would NOT, fortheloveofeverythingthatisgoodandholy, go to sleep, I called Hubs to see where he was. He was trying to eat lunch, but he came home and rocked my baby to sleep because I couldn’t hold her crying, writhing body for one more second. I don’t know why he likes me. Or why Sadie will go to sleep without a single peep when he puts her down but will cry for hours on end when I attempt to do the same thing.
I was lying in bed listening to Hubs soothing Sadie in the next room, thinking about how awesome he is and how lucky I am to have him, and I started to get a little flushed, then I realized it had been about 6 hours since I’d taken any Motrin. I swallowed a few pills and passed out in my bed.
THIS is a good Valentine’s Day after 13 years of marriage.
Awwww hope you feel better very soon.
Love love love this story. Hate you are feeling bad.
Thanks girls!
Awww… that is a good valentine's day. I went to bed at like 8 last night… before the kids did… and I loved it. Romance, shmomance. I need my sleep!
Great post, but I'm so sorry you're feeling so bad! I have to confess that I laughed out loud when you said "I don't know why he likes me." That cracked me up! Get well, sweetie.
Whenever the time finally comes…I'm gonna take all these awesome daddy Zeb examples and give them to Felix with a note saying "This is how you do it."
My anniversary is exactly 14 days after v-day, so we attempt to celebrate one day of the month. honestly, we are just lucky to have anytime alone together at all with 3 kids, but I've got a Super Man too. 😉 Hope you are feeling much better.
I hope you feel better! My husband got sick on V-day too–fever, chills, everything! And he gave it to me!
Good going Zeb. Props out to you. Awesome hubby & Daddy work.
Lisa