Tribute to Laurie: You are the Queen!

Fatherhood is great. I love being a dad, and I think it's a result of my son being such a stud. He is usually really calm and content. I sincerly think that he loves me, too. There is a minor dark side to our relationship. Lately, Noah has decided that he hates sleeping at night. This is difficult on me because I don't get much sleep; however, my suffering is nothing compared to the beating my wife goes through every night.

Over the past 3-weeks, here is a typical night. Noah goes to sleep around 8:00-8:30 PM. Mom and dad plop into bed around 9:30 or 10:00. At Midnight, we hear the tortured screams of our little boy coming from his room. One of us springs into action, usually, Laurie. Laurie gets up and tends to the wee one for about an hour or so and then slinks back into bed. Around 3:00 am, we hear Noah cry again. Laurie gets out of bed to take care of him for an hour or so and then comes back to bed. There is a repeat of this hellish process at 5:30 am, until Noah wakes up for good at 7:30 am.

I have thanked Laurie for her hard work. I have made numerous attempts to help her out during Noah's "no-sleep zone", but I think I fall short of what she needs. So this is a tribute to Laurie. She is the absolute greatest mother and wife on earth. Not only is she patient and loving with Noah during the day, but she maintains her patience into the early hours of morning and beyond. She is a saint who deserves to be spoiled with flowers and daily foot-massages.

Laurie, you are the Queen of our family. You have earned my gratitude forever. You are a woman unmatched by any other I have met. You have the right to punch me in the mouth anytime I complain, because you endure far more than I think I have the moxy for.