Tuesday, 30 June 2009

  • Honey, I'm Home!

    Mama Ladybug by Mama Ladybug



    I never thought that the 3 words I wait to hear all day were not "I Love You".

    When my husband comes home, it's the biggest relief. By that time, it's dusk, the kids have more dinner on the floor and on their clothes than in their tummies.

    By this time, I've broken up at least 2 fights. I've given baths, and all for nothing because they are yet again a mess. My room has 3 changes of clothes on the bed because I felt fat in them and opted for the leggings again.

    The living room looks like Barbie had the biggest party on the block, and all her friends crashed on the floor from too much partying...and there I lay, lifeless on the couch as he walks in the door.

    The room fills with their little shrieks "Daddy!! Daddy's Home!!!" and they smile from ear to ear.

    And that's the moment I exhale......He's home.

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