yay! or why my husband is awesome.

I just needed to take a moment and rave about a certain tall Dutchman I know.  Can I just say that if there has ever been a more solicitous, generous, helpful, caring, sacrificial husband on the planet, I have yet to meet him (come on girls, pressure’s on, prove yours is better!)  Some of you saw the crazy list of a thousand evening events he had scheduled for the past 2 weeks, yet he has still been getting up nights with the Tumnus and doing the diaper duty.  Yay!  He still tells me I look great (a clear example of how violating the 9th commandment is actually a good thing); he is my biggest cheerleader on the breastfeeding front.  He pats my hair at 3 a.m. when the feeding is going pooey.  Yay!  AND he put on an awesome concert last night.  Okay, so there were few good moments in the barbershop section, nevertheless, the rest sounded great.  Plus, could he get any prouder of his son?  I think not.  Yay!  Not to mention the fact that he is already gung-ho with plans for the new house, but he has promised a priority will be a clean and functioning bathroom as well as a feeding spot for the young-un.  Yay!  (Hey, never take a functioning bathroom for granted!)

And those are just a few among many reasons why I say Yay! or why my husband is awesome.  How’s yours?