The Mister , I mean. I was gone all weekend and he sent me sweet texts to let me know he was thinking of me. (
Awww...) But the best part isn't that. The best part is that he did laundry and the dishes whilst I was away. God Bless Him!
It was really quite funny because he said he looked around and realized that I must pick up after him all the time. I don't really, I remind him nicely that he needs to pick up his crap.
We have our domestic life pretty well balanced. I usually do the laundry and he puts it away. I usually do the the dishes and he puts them away. This is due to the fact that I think he over loads the washing machine and he doesn't rinse the dishes so they sometimes come out with food baked on. So, rather than be the
naggy, bitchy wife we swapped jobs. Does this mean that I find find my underwear in Syd's drawers? Yes. Does it mean that the cutting board ends up in the drawer with the pots and pans? Sometimes. But Who Cares!
I've been so sick lately that I can barely function. He's been so sweet. Eating whatever he can find. Attempting to feed me things he can make. He jumps when I say I HAVE to eat, NOW! He believes me. He's not perfect by any means but neither am I. I am lucky. Really I am.
As for the Peanuts, we have another ultra-sound on Friday! It'll be exciting to see them again. I had a bad bout of morning sickness yesterday. I felt like shit on a shingle most of the day and night. I had a dry heave, drooling, snot dripping session to end all sessions last night.
GAross. Today....eh, not as bad.
