Thanksgiving Week 2014.

After the most terrifying night of my life and almost losing our sweet baby (yes, everything is ok now) I was put on bedrest for the whole week of Thanksgiving.  (Did I mention he brought me flowers the day after the craziness?  My own prince charming!)  There was so much do to and so many places to be and it made it very difficult for me to keep up good spirits while laying on the couch - especially with so much family around and so many fun things to do.

The thing that made everything ok...the thing that usually makes everything ok...was the constant and outstanding support of my amazing husband!  There was cleaning and cooking to do leading up to Thanksgiving and Brad took care of all of it.  While we were at family festivities he always made sure I had food and beverage whenever I needed it, did extra chores at my parents' house to make up for my lack, and spent time with me when everyone else was around the table socializing and I couldn't participate.  He made the holiday so much more bearable and I literally could not have handled it without him.

Not only that, but after all the cooking and cleaning was done on Thanksgiving, he voluntarily and with a smile on his face pushed me around Temple Square Friday night in my embarrassing wheelchair, and didn't complain once!  We got left several times, separated from the group, I got crabby, and the whole time he just grinned and bore all of it!  I'm positive there is no one as patient as my man.

Then, on Saturday, after a crazy morning of family pictures, Brad and my siblings proceeded to decorate my whole house, including the tree, for Christmas, per my request.  Even though he was exhausted from the crazy week and his really only time off this whole year, he trudged up and down the stairs, carrying boxes, unloading red after green after sparkly decoration, and proceeded to help "deck our halls" AND did it all while letting me watch "White Christmas" from my spot on the couch, for the first time this year (yes, I said first...I'm a little obsessed and he's wonderful about putting up with it playing over and over again in December).

He made it the perfect holiday week.  What could have been an excruciating week filled with worry and more trauma, ended up being a wonderful holiday with my family and zero concern about things getting done.  I love how dependable my Bradley is and it's so nice that I can count on him always.

To top it all off, while I still haven't been feeling 100% this week and trying to get back to normal life while he goes back to work, he's taken the days in between shifts to put up Christmas lights, and clean up the house.  Could he be any more wonderful, and could I be any more ungrateful?  I've been a pretty terrible pregnant partner and he has been a champ through this whole thing, just asking how he can help me while I vent and complain to him every day.

In a nutshell, I'm just so grateful for a man who takes such good care of me, even when I don't deserve it.  He loves me unconditionally and is constantly serving me, and I need to be better about being grateful and acknowledging the many, many things he does on a daily basis.

I love you, honey.  You truly are the best!