While we were all in Chicago for the Blathering, the always and ever amazing Phillip Cheung wrote Maggie an adorable surprise post on her blog, with lots of “I don’t know how she does it’s” and we all gathered round and read it and talked about wonderful it was.
I’m about two minutes away from walking out the door to spend some quality time with my internet besties, and I’m not gonna lie, while I was blow drying my hair I plotted nefarious schemes for how I could get MY husband to write me a secret surprise blog post while I was gone, all about how fantastic I am and how cute our kids are and how he doesn’t know how I do it. Because let’s be honest, if I was gonna get one of those, I would have to orchestrate it.
And oh my god, you guys? I really am the worst person on earth. Because my husband is spending FIVE DAYS taking care of two kids by himself. One kid who won’t eat and who has to go to the doctor this morning, and one kid who won’t sleep and is keeping us up all night long every night, and he’s doing it without making me feel bad or weird or stressed and when I asked if I could go he didn’t hesitate, just emailed me back and said “I don’t have a problem with it”, and I can’t remember the last time he took a vacation and here I am trying to figure out how to get MORE out of him at the same time as I am leaving him with this menagerie of sleeplessness and this is just to say that truly?
I don’t know how he does it. But I sure do love him for it.
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