Every mom knows that when you're sick, the work doesn't magically disappear. There's still dishes to do, diapers to change, children to entertain and meals to be made. Unless you have a husband like mine. That's when the magic happens.
This past week, while I was sick, my amazing husband went grocery shopping, did dishes, picked up toys, put Jack to bed, made meals, got up with Jack, played outside with Jack, ran errands, and took great care of me. It was the most romantic thing he could've done.
I am so blessed!