I'm so lucky.
I woke up this morning at about 6:30 to the pug needing to puke. I grabbed my glasses and rushed him into the bathroom so that he could puke into the shower (no way to get him outside fast enough) and got hit by a blinding headache. I went back to bed but it took me a good 2 hours to fall back to sleep. The dogs opted to wake up about 30 minutes later and DH got up with them. I finally fell back to sleep, nursing the headache, and woke up to DH walking in with coffee and pancakes about an hour and a half later. He even said he had to go get syrup because we were out.
I just
him. I often wonder how I got so lucky. 

