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5:00 a.m.: I think my husband kissed me goodbye on his way out the door. I can't remember! I was up twice to nurse the baby in the middle of the night and didn't get to bed until late, due to another sick child. I am so exhausted. I could hardly hear the alarm when I woke up.
4:00 p.m.: My husband's home from work and makes a comment about the "workout" I'll be getting tonight. He's kidding, right? I've been up to my elbows all day cleaning up after two sick kids who have tummy bugs. The only thing I can think about is getting a decent amount of sleep tonight.
6:15 p.m.: As I'm loading the dishwasher, my husband walks by and grabs my butt.
8:35 p.m.: My husband heads to bed. As he kisses me goodnight, he makes the comment that I'm "free to wake him up" when I get to bed. Don't hold your breath, buddy!
11:35 p.m.: After doing the daily chores and preparing everything for the morning, I finally head to bed. I climb into bed. My husband is snoring and doesn't even notice.
5:00 a.m.: My husband leaves for work. He leans over to kiss me goodbye and grabs my breast. I am not sure what that's all about, but in my half-asleep state, I say nothing and go back to sleep.
12:00 p.m.: My husband sends me an email to see how my day is going. I think he can tell it's been a long day already!
3:00 p.m.: Hubby returns home from work with a Diet Pepsi and chocolate bar in hand. He sure does know how to cheer a girl up! He gives me a big hug and asks what he can do to make my day better.
5:00 p.m.: My stomach isn't feeling good at all. I'm hoping I didn't catch what the kids have. My husband makes a comment that he hopes I'm feeling better by tonight and gives me a wink.
7:00 p.m.: I have what the kids have.
9:00 p.m.: Everyone is sick with the stomach flu—it hit all of us very quickly. My husband ends up sleeping on the couch, and I pass out in bed.
8:00 a.m.: Everyone is still very sick. I find someone to cover my shift at work and try to rest on the couch.
10:00 a.m.: My husband has not gotten out of bed all day. I realize he's sick, but so am I! I wish I could stay in bed too, but the kids need someone to take care of them.
12:00 p.m.: I've been washing bedding and clothing all morning. The stomach flu is no fun at all when you have sick young kids.
4:00 p.m.: My husband finally gets out of bed for a few minutes, long enough to ask me to make him something to eat. Ugh! I don't mind helping when I'm feeling well, but I still can't keep anything down myself.
8:00 p.m.: I get the kids in bed and then make myself an area to sleep on the couch. I can't stand the thought of getting into bed with my husband since he's been in there all day and I wasn't able to change or wash the bedding. I fall asleep in minutes.
6:00 a.m.: I roll off the couch and start work for the day. I'm still not feeling well, but I'm much better than yesterday.
10:00 a.m.: My husband wakes up and shares that he's feeling better. He cleans the kitchen and keeps the laundry going. I'm so thankful he's home from work today.
3:00 p.m.: My husband asks me how I'm feeling—then goes on to tell me that he thought about sex while he was in bed sick all day yesterday. I was shocked! Yesterday all I could think about was crawling into bed to sleep!
8:00 p.m.: The kids are asleep for the night, and I crawl into bed with my husband. His hands start roaming up and down my body. I'm not in the mood at all and ask if we can just cuddle instead. I know my husband isn't pleased with this, but he wraps his arms around me and we drift off to sleep.
5:00 a.m.: My hubby returns to work after being home sick for two days. He gives me a quick kiss goodbye on his way out the door.
6:00 a.m.: It's Friday. I'm always so tired on Friday. Coffee, please help me!
2:00 p.m.: I've finished up work for the day and loaded the baby in the car. I have to run to the bank and the grocery store before the kids get home. There was a guy in line at the bank that gave me a little wink and smile. He was very nice-looking and I feel pretty good about myself for the rest of the afternoon.
5:00 p.m.: We have an early dinner and then watch a few movies together as a family. As we cuddle on the couch, my husband tries to stick his hand up my shirt. I smack his hand away—hello, the kids are in the same room!
9:00 p.m.: I head to the bedroom and flip on the TV. As soon as I lay down my eyes close and I fall fast asleep.
11:15 p.m.: My husband gets in bed and wraps his arms around me as he starts to kiss the back of my neck. This startles me so badly that I growl at him to get his hands off of me. Needless to say, he backed off quickly. Doesn't he understand that I need sleep? I feel bad for a brief moment about snapping at him but go back to sleep quickly.
7:00 a.m.: It's Saturday and the kids are already up. My husband tells me to go back to sleep and that he'll take care of the kids. As he rolls out of bed, he leans over to kiss my cheek and wishes me a happy anniversary. An hour later I'm woken by the smell of bacon. He's made us all breakfast. Man, I love this guy!
12:00 p.m.: We have a sitter scheduled for tonight so my husband and I can celebrate our wedding anniversary. This is the first time we've been out (alone!) in more than a year. The day couldn't go fast enough! My husband is really feisty today and I can tell he's eager to have some alone time with me.
6:00 p.m.: We drop the kids off with the sitter and head out to dinner and a movie. It's so nice to be able to speak to one another without constant interruptions! I almost forgot what that's like. My husband held my hand through the movie and even opened the car door for me. That hasn't happened in years!
12:00 p.m.: After our wonderful evening together, we head home and put the kids to bed. My husband makes no effort to hide the fact that he's getting lucky tonight! He jumps into bed and pulls me down with him. Literally one minute into foreplay the baby wakes up. I could almost hear the desperation in my husband's sigh. I nurse the baby to sleep and almost laugh at how ironic the moment is. As soon as I get back in bed, my hubby pounces on me. We put good use to the massage oil I bought my husband for Valentine's Day and have really amazing sex.
7:15 a.m.: I wake up with the kids and start the coffee. I'm still smiling from the night before!
8:30 a.m.: My husband wakes up. He tells me that he "slept like a rock" and that we should have a repeat performance again soon.
1:00 p.m.: We take the kids to the gym. My husband and I take turns working out so that one of us is with the kids at the pool at all times. I take a few extra glances at the eye candy in the weight room as I walk by.
9:30 p.m.: I head to bed. My husband is asleep in minutes and I toss and turn for a bit. I contemplate waking up my husband but hear the baby. I put the baby in bed between us and nurse him back to sleep. I end up falling asleep myself and the baby ends up sleeping between us all night.
5:00 a.m.: My husband wakes me up with a kiss and heads out the door for work. I carefully put the baby back in his crib and start work for the day.
1:00 p.m.: I'm done working for the day. I load the baby in the stroller and head outside for a walk. I bring my cell phone with me and call my husband. I know he won't answer, but I leave him a message telling him how much I love and appreciate him.
4:00 p.m.: I'm busy helping the older children with their homework and my husband keeps an eye on the baby. I watch my husband play and laugh with our children, and it melts my heart a bit.
7:00 p.m.: We all sit down to watch a show. My husband sits next to me and runs his fingers through my hair. I cuddle up next to him and enjoy the time together.
9:30 p.m.: My husband heads to bed and I stay up to finish a project I'm working on. My husband kisses me goodnight and tells me "don't stay up too late."
10:30 p.m.: I head to bed. My husband is sound asleep.
11:35 p.m.: The baby is awake. This could be a long night.
5:45 a.m.: I feel pretty good this morning. Thankfully the baby was only up one time last night and I'm eager to get the day started.
1:30 p.m.: I finish up work for the day and head out the door to pick up my son from school for an appointment. My husband calls to ask if I can pick up the dog at the vet after the appointment.
4:00 p.m.: I stop to pick up the dog. The vet tech helps me carry the dog to the car. He reminds me of a high-school boyfriend and I can feel myself blush as I talk to him.
5:00 p.m.: I return home just in time for my husband to head out the door for the evening. We give each other a quick kiss as we pass.
9:00 p.m.: My husband returns home and helps me fold a few loads of laundry. We both had a busy day and take a few minutes to catch up. He's tired and heads to bed. Neither of us is in the mood.
8:00 a.m.: I don't remember my husband leaving for work this morning. I open my email and find a message from him thanking me "for everything you do for our family." What a wonderful way to start my day!
2:00 p.m.: My husband calls to say he's working late and not to hold dinner for him.
4:00 p.m.: The kids are home and we just battled our way through homework. They are cranky today! We head outside to blow off some steam. After an hour of sidewalk chalk and soccer, I head inside to make dinner. My husband calls to see how our day is and lets me know he'll be home around 7:00 p.m.
6:00 p.m.: Man! The kids are in a foul mood today. After dinner the kids take showers and I get them ready for bed.
7:00 p.m.: My husband returns home from work. He corners me in the kitchen with a passionate kiss that's interrupted when the kids run in to welcome him home.
8:30 p.m.: The kids are in bed and my husband and I sit down together to catch up on the day. He's tired and wants to head to bed. He pulls me close to him and asks me to join him. I tell him I have a few things to finish up and will be in bed soon.
9:30 p.m.: I know he's waiting for me, but I'm tired. I really want some time to myself to relax. I know he wants sex, but I'm so tired and there's still things to do before I can head to bed for the evening.
9:45 p.m.: The guilt wins and I head to the bedroom. My husband is excited (and a bit shocked) and we have sex. I must say that it was nice, and I feel more relaxed afterward. He falls fast asleep and I sneak out of the room to finish a few chores. I know if I don't get things in order tonight then there will be chaos in the morning.
6:30 a.m.: The baby was awake a lot last night. I nursed him to sleep twice and he was up for the day at 6:00 a.m. Between the baby and the dog needing out, I'm exhausted!
12:00 p.m.: I'm having a bad day. I'm grouchy and things just aren't going well. Work is busy and the baby is clingy. The phone has been ringing off the hook, and the dog has been needy. I'd really like nothing more than to go back to bed and start the day over.
5:00 p.m.: I return home from an appointment to find that my husband has started dinner. He's heading out for an evening meeting and we eat early. He can tell I'm having a bad day and seems quite eager to head out the door.
11:15 p.m.: Everyone is asleep as I finish cleaning the dishes and pack lunches for tomorrow. Husband went to bed around 9:00 p.m. He gave me a quick peck on the mouth and ducked out of the room. I don't blame him!
6:00 a.m.: It's Friday and I'm exhausted! The alarm goes off more than once this morning before I pull myself out of bed. I load up on coffee and get a good start on work before the kids wake up.
8:00 a.m.: I just sent the kids off to school. My husband sends me an email wishing me a good day and asks what I'd like to do this evening. I'm so busy with work, and soothing a teething baby that I don't reply to his email for two hours.
1:45 p.m.: I finish up work that needs to be done before the weekend and put the baby down for a nap. If I hurry I'll have an hour to do the laundry and clean the house before everyone returns home for the day. I actually feel like I'm in the mood for some alone time with my husband for once and look forward to him coming home from work.
3:00 p.m.: My hubby returns home from work. The baby is awake and fussy. The kids return home from school. The house is in pure chaos. I am no longer in the mood.
8:00 p.m.: We order a pizza for dinner and watch a movie together as a family. My husband heads upstairs to play on the computer, and I sit down to read a book.
9:45 p.m.: My eyes won't stay open. I try to wait for hubby to come to bed but just can't. Before I know it, I've fallen asleep reading.
8:00 a.m.: I'm up! Thank goodness the kids can sleep in today. I roll out of bed and stumble to the kitchen to make everyone breakfast.
10:00 a.m.: My husband is still in bed sleeping. Must be nice! Not that I'm resentful or anything...
10:30 a.m.: I think the kids may have been a bit too loud and wake up their daddy. As I'm pouring my third cup of coffee, he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around me in a big hug.
2:00 p.m.: I do laundry and pick up the house while the baby naps. I walk by the living room to find my husband asleep on the couch. Seriously? I'd love a nap too, but someone has to get things done around here.
5:00 p.m.: We head out to dinner with my extended family. It's nice to get out of the house, especially since I can feel my annoyance level with my husband rising.
8:00 p.m.: Okay, it's been a long day. My husband's grouchy and I'm ready for some quiet time. I get the kids ready for bed and watch a movie by myself. I don't know what has him so irritated today but I'm thinking some time apart will do us some good before we have an argument. I'm frustrated with the lack of help he's given me today. I realize it is his weekend but it is my weekend too!
8:00 a.m.: I wake up with the older kids and start making breakfast. My husband is still sleeping, and so is the baby.
9:30 a.m.: My husband wakes up and I make him breakfast. Today is going to be a better day, dang it!
11:00 a.m.: I head out to the grocery store to stock up on things we'll need for the coming week. As I'm going through my list, I notice that my husband put K-Y warming lubricant on the list. Hmmm, interesting! It looks like the massaging lotion I bought has encouraged him to branch out a bit.
3:00 p.m.: My husband tries to install the new thermostat I bought at the store. Things didn't work as planned and he's frustrated. I sit down at the computer to see if I can find some troubleshooting tips online. My husband starts rubbing my back and grabs my breast. He says we should "go to the bedroom and make love," because it will "reduce this stress we are feeling." The children get in an argument in the other room two seconds into our love fest, and I have to go split them up.
6:00 p.m.: My husband makes dinner. There is nothing sexier than a man in the kitchen.
8:45 p.m.: My husband heads to bed. He's still grouchy about the thermostat and is no longer in the mood. I kiss him goodnight and start my evening chores.