I haven't seen my husband in two days.
Yes, he's sleeping in the next room while I get it on again with my breast pump, but I haven't seen him in two days.
Because we've literally been tag teaming with Anna for two days.
Went to bed Tuesday night. Got up Wednesday. He dropped her off at school, I picked her up while he worked late in Boston. He got in late, I left early for work before they got up. We meet at noon to exchange the baby because WE HAVE A NIECE! and the only time he can see her in the next two weeks is this afternoon. And after a drop off at my mother's to go to volleyball, I am home late and he's back and in bed.
Oh, and he'll be away next weekend too.
I'm pretty sure he's going to wake up and wonder who the hell is in bed with him.
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