You'd think since I take care of Natalie every day of the week would feel exactly the same.
Monday through Friday would be a jumbled mass of diapers, silly songs, and naps but alas even house husbands are subject to a bout with the Mondays..
Sara is off to work and I'm home alone again with Natalie and stack of projects...good thing I have this blog to help me procrastinate...
I need another cup of coffee.
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Josh - Come on, buck up. You sound like a limp, overcooked noodle. I thought it was mothers that got the post-partum blues. Things will get better and better - I promise. You have a wonderful wife, a beautiful daughter, and the world by the tail. As Sara's grandfather would say, look at the doughnut and not at the hole. To further cheer you up - I got my first deer of the season yesterday. There - there's a subject for your next poem. Lee
Lee, no worries, just a bit of remorse that the weekend isn't longer. Congrads on your deer...perhaps when we are up again I can have some Venison to aide in my manliness...
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