Last week, my husband and I decided to get out of the house for an evening and we took baby boy to an outdoor movie. It was great and little man behaved himself the whole time. We got home and went to bed. I was sleeping peacefully awaiting the sound of the baby monitor to bring me to a rude awakening. So imagine my shock when 3 hours later it wasn't the baby monitor that stirred me but rather my husband. "I don't feel good. My stomach hurts." Thought in my head, "Are you fucking kidding me." Out loud verbalization, "Really, are you serious right now? Do you realize I don't get to sleep as is?"
Anyhow, I made it better, went back to bed and within 2 hours was back up to take care of the other baby. Then I made sure the big baby heard about it the whole next day! There seriously better be some good presents coming my way soon. Say a car, a new house, diamonds, whatever.
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