thank god for involved dads

Well, there haven't been many blog posts lately because everyone, except our rock solid, charged immune-system Dad, is under the weather. I suppose this is my delayed Father's day post, delayed because I have been sick. I had septoplasty surgery to correct my nose's deviated septum last Friday and my recovery has taken longer than expected, mostly due to inadequate sleep and then because two days ago I came down with some viral cold/flu. Eddie hasn't been sleeping well either lately and on Saturday evening we discovered why - he was coming down with something too. He had 100 degree fever and this heavy eye drainage that leaves the eye lashes crusty and causes yellow boogers in the corner of the eyes. He is doing much better today. Even Marty doesn't seem well and has had diarrhea a couple of times. So with everyone under the weather we all need a little support, and I am so lucky to have that kind of support from my husband. One morning while I was still recovering from my surgery, he made breakfast of eggs and bacon, and I must admit that his was as good as mine! He has been helping out tremendously with childcare, playing with Eddie and taking him out of house so I can get some rest. My own father was not around much during the week when we were kids - he just worked so many hours. I don't know how my Mom did it...I think about this every day around 4 p.m. when my husband walks through the door and relives me, reviving both Eddie and I. My Mom was lucky if my Dad was home before we went to bed. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have help five days out of the week. Yesterday I was feeling so awful and lamenting at how dirty the house was and how I was too ill to make dinner and my husband said , "forget about it. we are going to order out for dinner, put Eddie to bed and then relax and go to bed early." This was so perfect and exactly what I needed to hear. So I am thankful for involved Dads...thank you to all the Dads who change the diapers, prepare the baths, serve the snacks and most importantly, play with their kids. Nothing makes a Mom smile more than watching her husband play and laugh with her baby.