He brings me saltines, runs to the store for anything I think I may remotely be able to hold down, and has done all the housework for more than a week. While this is all amazing, it is his sense of humor that always makes me feel best.
Today he decided that I am nauseated because the baby has its own "Wii" in utero and therefore is bouncin all around. "Probably playing tennis if I would have to guess." says Bug. Thank you God, for an amazingly sensitive and silly hubby!