Josh deserves a medal or an award for the last few weeks. He's been taking care of the kids (feeding, washing, dressing, transporting), cleaning the house, and doing the laundry all nonstop while I spend most of my time:
1. Tired/Exhausted.
2. Quite bitchy, it's all the adrenaline, I swear.
3. Sweaty, Salty, Dirty, or Covered in bike grease.
4. Bruised, sore, mosquito-bitten or all scratched up.
5. With other men until all hours of the day and night.
I don't think I could have asked for a better partner. Now, how to tell him that next year it will only get worse? :)
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