Realizations

So the flu bug has definitely made it's way through our house. Thankfully it appears to be the 48 hour kind, not the swine kind.

The husband stayed home sick with a fever headache and sore throat for two days last week and then 4 days later it hit me in the form of a wracking, sounds like a lung is coming up cough and a fever that took everything out of me. I've always run hot, even if I go in for a physical of whatever and am totally healthy I'm over 99, but this whole 102-103 thing for 2 days wiped me out! Plus, I'm a really bad patient because I can't stand being still and I can't stand having someone else take care of me. Call it a stupid amount of independence, but I've always been this way. Or at least it always used to, until for the first time ever it was the husband taking care of me. No offense mom, but he's no where near as annoying of a caretaker!

So, being sick brought about three realizations.
1) I don't mind being taken care of if the right person is taking care of me.

2) I really do spoil my husband, cause he didn't know where anything was or how to make anything because since we've been together he's pretty much always had me taking care of everything around the house and especially all of the food.

3) I'm proud of the fact that my husband is spoiled.
I get grief from people all the time that I come home from work after him and still cook dinner every night, or that my husband doesn't do his own laundry, or that I'm the only one who hand washes dishes or scrubs the bathroom. People say I'm setting myself up for a lifetime of misery because someday when we have kids I'll never be able to take care of everything because I won't be able to handle kids and a house without him taking over the housework. People have told me he's going to resent me when we have kids and I stop cooking and cleaning. But seriously, my mom did it all when we were kids, she kept house, cooked every night, and was home alone with us from 6am til 9pm 4 months a year and 7am-5pm the rest of the year, and she survived. My parents are still happily married after 39 years and we came out okay and I never remember the house being horrible or having to wait for dinner or anything. When my dad got home the house was always tolerably clean and dinner was at least started, and during his late night months a plate was always ready to be heated up up for him.

Is it really that impossible to keep house, raise kids and take care of your husband? Or is my mom seriously some form of super mom? My theory is that with all the technology and faster ways of doing things nowadays, it should be even easier to manage everything. Granted there are more distractions, but still, if you prioritize correctly and really love what you're doing for your family it shouldn't be that impossible. Not that we're thinking family anytime soon, never would honestly be okay with me right now, my baby clock is definitely broken, or at least battery less right now, but still, I don't see anything wrong with having a spoiled husband.

It's not like he doesn't do anything. He takes care of all the once a week jobs, the trash and recycling, dusting and vacuuming on the weekends, car maintenance, etc, he just doesn't do a whole lot on a daily basis. He does help me, but only with the big things, and I like it that way.

I feel like having a spoiled husband means I'm doing a really good job of taking care of him and that makes me happy. And honestly, I don't care what anyone says, I'm not going to stop spoiling him.