Bill said something to me last night that made my night. Heck, it made my week. It went something like “You haven't worn shorts in while. You look hot.” Those two little sentences made the difference for a mommy who just had a baby less than 2 (aff) weeks ago. Heck, I still don't fit in my prepregnancy pants. However, it made me feel good which I haven't for a long time.
He also got up not once but twice with Will last night and let me sleep. I had just feel asleep the first time Will got up to eat. I didn't know about the second time till this morning at around 5:30 am. I was trying to figure out how long it was since he ate. I had gotten up at 3 (aff):30, 4:30, and 5:30 with him. Bill did the 1:30 am feeding without whining or complaining or guilting me. He just did it.
So next time I am bitching about how much he ticked me off about something, please redirect me to this post, so I can remember what a thoughtful caring person he is.