I've been feeling under the weather today... a horribly sore tummy, aching back, and general "yuck" vibe all around. As any other stay-at-home parents will tell you, there is no such thing as a "sick day" when you're looking after kids and keeping a house. I often joke that the commercial where a woman struggles with getting dressed for work despite her horrible cold and finally ditches her business-wear for pyjamas and snuggles into bed with a book (taking a "Benelyn Day" as the commercial claims) looks like heaven to me - the idea of actually taking a day off when you feel like crap is such a luxury. Although I can't afford to take the day off, I'm so lucky to have an understanding husband... Chris picked up far more than his fair share of the household work today, despite having to go into work for a 10-hour shift tonight. He fed Sophie breakfast, got her dressed for the day, threw in a load of laundry, did some dishes and even prepped dinner before leaving for work. With his support, a day that seemed almost unmanageable at one point became so much easier... thank you sweetheart, for being such a great husband, helper, and daddy. I love you.