MM I too have little sympathy with DH when he's ill now (poor sod) - I mean I've pushed a baby out of my nethers after a back to back labour, and had my bits shredded to get said baby out and then bled continually for five weeks and got lots of lovely sharp pains as my organs settle back into place after the ventouse and my uterus shrinks down and had a nipper chomping on my boobs. There is not much in the way of illnesses that can afflict blokes that rivals that. He doesn't even mention feeling under the weather now - Poor sod!
Sorry to hear about the illnesses striking various folks - the holiday season is such a bugger for it. I hope we stay lurgy free as we've got a house move to start thinking about too.
I was just telling Jonas how much I loved him despite him being a sleep thief and he touched my cheek and smiled. Squeeeeeeeeee, sniffle.
Poor sod during our Grey's Anatomy watching this morning, it was the episode where Izzy's fiancé died so he got cried on by Mummy and was just looking up at me, patiently suckling, with a wet forehead and wide eyes blinking in the dark like a loris. I was then laughing and crying. As night wakings go - definitely one for the memory banks.