I don’t brag about Mike as much as I should on this blog. I mean, he really is somethin’. Cuz let me tell ya, this staying at home stuff with baby all day is rough. You think you know stress? You don’t know stress until you’re dealing with a 11 month old gremlin like creature with a nose for trouble. Liam has gone through various nicknames since he’s been born. He’s always been little seal to me because of his middle name Roan, but I’ve since decided that Loki is better. He is very Loki-like.
This whole switch to Mike staying home and me working full time has definitely been quite the change for all of us. The best part of it though is that I actually get to have dinner at the table with my husband. Four years of working night shifts pretty much meant that we were constantly eating and sleeping at different times. Still, you’d be suprised what you get used to though. It’s strange now being able to come home and actually have him and Liam standing in the kitchen with smiles.
Another plus? Mike cooks pretty much all the dinners now. This is a big deal for someone who has barely had time to eat since popping out a baby last fall. Mike is very good in the kitchen. Today he cooked meatloaf. I love meatloaf. Nothin’ like a big aluminum tin full of mashed up baked meat. I swear, when Mike proposed to me after eight months of dating, I don’t think I was thinking “I love this man, want to spend the rest of my life with him and have kids”. Nope. I was thinking “The best damn meatloaf I’ll ever have for the rest of my life. Pancakes. Apple brine pork chops. Barbie-Q hamburgers”. Yup. He’s a keeper.
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