Friday, November 6, 2009

I Didn't Even Try To Make Him Nauseous.

Tonight as Josh stood in the kitchen, I lumbered in and asked him if he wanted to know how I felt. He said Yes, sure, why not. So, I walked behind him, draped my arms on his shoulders, and let myself hang behind him with dead weight. He started laughing and tried moving away, but I stayed put. See, isn't this fun? I asked him. Now try to imagine chasing a baby around, cooking dinner, doing laundry, AND tossing your cookies!

He appreciated the tangible example.

Sometimes the word "tired" just doesn't cut it.

3 comments:

  1. "AMEN!" to that last sentence...there's just no way to describe it!

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  2. That is the perfect example of those first few months! Hang in there, it gets better!!!

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  3. Great analogy! I had this panic moment at work the other day when I was feeling that tired and realized that I just might feel tired for the next 18 years!

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