Sometimes my husband works a lot (those of you who know him, try not to choke!).
He is (and always has been) putting in long hours to provide for me, my boys and our future. Even though the amount of time he spends working can be frustrating, I can’t fault him for this.
It has been a challenge at times taking on the lion’s share of parenting with my boys. You’ve read my blog. You know why.
Being frustrated about it gets me no where.
Well, except for the occasional bouquet of spectacular flowers:
All in a day’s work.
