I've been having "morning sickness" at night. It seems backwards to me. I've heard that happens to some women and I consider it a blessing because if I was sick in the morning with the daycare kids here, it would be plain awful. At least if I'm sick in the evenings, when only my own kids are home, usually Devin is home to help take care of everything (including me). And he is so good at it.
Yesterday I got a call from a lady in my ward to see if I could make a salad of some kind for a funeral. I agreed to make it and drop it off to her later that evening. Things were busy all day and I still hadn't made the salad by the time Devin got home. By then I was so tired and felt so sick I just couldn't stand up and had to lay down. He was so sweet to make the salad and deliver it so I could rest. Then, when I was so nauseous I thought I was for sure going to be sick, he came to the rescue with a bowl of Rice Krispies just in time to settle my stomach. (Eating when you feel like you are gonna barf is kind of the last thing you want to do, but with pregnancy nausea, eating is the cure.)
Then, tonight when he was giving the boys their baths, I heard him telling Jaxon to be extra good for mommy because she hasn't been feeling good. What a sweet daddy and thoughtful husband!