Dear Darling Husband,
I love the (rare) days when you only work a day shift, and you are home by 5 or 5:30 p.m. (instead of 1 a.m.) It is so, so, so, so nice when Baby Boy and I get to eat dinner with you. And hang out with you after dinner. And when I get to hang out with you after Baby Boy’s in bed.
But the best part? It might just be that golden half-hour after the dishes are done and before Baby Boy starts getting into bedtime mode. The golden half-hour when I escape to my bathroom and get into my jacuzzi tub, and you entertain Baby Boy out in the living room.
Did you know what when the jets are on, I can’t hear him squalling? I can’t hear the TV. I can’t hear the neighbours. It’s just a very pleasant droning sound, as I relax in the hot water scented with my special vanilla-cake bubble bath.
And I get to read my book! It is SO nice to be able to read my book for half an hour. You got me this book months ago, and I’m still reading it — can you believe it? I used to finish books every two or three days, back in the day. Now I have more pressing matters to fill my days, but I am still a huge book-lover, and grateful for these snatches of time to read.
Thank you for giving me these little windows of me-time. I’m not sure if it’s the reading or the quiet or the jets that I like the best, but … thanks!
Love, your wife