Man Down

We've got a man down here at La Casa Federocko. Husband is experiencing a rare bout of illness. It was bound to happen, considering the rest of us have experienced some kind of bug (mostly G.I. - yuck!) in the past week. Still, he's not supposed to get sick. Poor guy has felt miserable for the past 36 hours.

I remember my mom telling me when I was little, and she was sick that "moms aren't supposed to get sick". There's no time for that right? After all, who will pack the lunches, do the laundry, make sure everyone know where to be and when, do the dishes, drop the kids off, plan dinner, go grocery shopping, etc. etc.? The thing is, in our house, Husband is the person doing these things just as often as me. And, he happens to take very good care of his wife, who is kind of a complainer. Even if I'm not whining or complaining, he's the kind of guy who hears the teapot whistling and asks if I want him to bring me my tea. He's kind of the glue around here. I feel really blessed to be able to say that.

Very blessed.