I am so grateful to have a husband who loves me so much. After I yelled at him for a half hour because I wasn't feeling well, he turned off his video game to put me to sleep. On the living room floor, at 4:30 pm. Boy, I needed to sleep badly. He held me the whole 3 hours that I slept, on the living room floor. Did I mention I was really tired?
Then, after I woke up, moved to the bedroom, and fell asleep, he didn't step on me. (Yes, I was on the bedroom floor. Really Really Tired.) He made sure that I was okay, and changed into my PJ's. Tucked me in, sort of, and made sure that the heat was turned on in the bedroom. He is so sweet.