An Ode to My Husband

This past weekend I went to visit some of my college gals for our traditional "Girls Weekend."  As you read in my post last week, Nolan and I both are sick with a cold.  When I left on Friday, I really thought he was on the mend and doing better.  Little did I know that he was not and actually still pretty sick.  And since it's Thanksgiving week this post seemed approriate for why I'm thankful for my husband.  Here's the "past weekend" reasons I am thankful for him:

• Thanks for getting up in the wee hours of the morning aka 1am-5am to help our little boy when he's got so much mucus and drainage that he can't sleep.  You holding him and patting his back helped him feel better and let him get some rest.
• Thanks for being creative.  Aspirating Nolan's nose on your own is not an easy task (I mean does any kid like this?) but you put your thinking cap on and wrapped him in a towel so you could help clear out that clogged nose!
• Thanks for being a trooper.  Even after no sleep, you played and played with Nolan.  That's why he races to see you as soon as you get home.
• Thanks for using/washing cloth diapers while I was gone.  Sure it's not big deal when it's not a #2 diaper, but a #2 diaper while the boy is sick...well that can be a little stinky and tricky.  You stepped up to the plate and cleaned them up like a champ.
• Thanks for cleaning up the thrown up Goldfish Nolan threw up after a nap.  I'm sure that smell made you want to hurl, but you effectively changed the bed sheet, Nolan's clothes, your clothes, and the side of the crib.  That's some mad dad skills!
• Thanks for just being you.

Nolan sleeping on Daddy...just a few days old!

Please keep Nolan in your prayers that he's feeling better by Turkey day.  He seems to be doing better but that little cough just breaks your heart!