It seems like a wife muster up all her time and energy at the end of a long day of dragging, rocking, feeding, cleaning, shopping, shopping, doing dog duties and everything else, to snuggle up. husband and scratch his back and talk all about him instead of the baby.
It looks like the new version of the same person. The excitement of meeting your spouse’s “dad” or “mom” version.
It seems attached to another beautiful thing. Only this time, it’s 100 times bigger than your relationship with food, wine, furniture, sense of humor, or anything else.
It seems like grace will be dropped when schedules are messed up or things are skipped.
It seems like teamwork just to get through another sleepless night.
It seems that the two of you, when it’s morning, forget the irritation of the night before when two eyes like your father looked at you admiringly, and perfect lips like your mother curved into a bright smile. welcome new day. The troubles of the night just disappeared in an instant.
