Story by Adele Barbaro
At first I was pretty proud of myself, I’d gotten 2 kids and an adult into bed by 7.30pm. As I strutted (quietly) out of the room, I started thinking about how I’d spend my night…. Nutella from a jar while watching “Back to the Future” was my first thought, then I turned back, looked at my wife and little girl and it hit me like a tone of bricks. Both are so sick, really congested and absolutely exhausted after 3 nights in a row of barely any sleep for either of them. I felt like such an ass thinking about how I could now enjoy a few hours of “me time” when she has put me and this family before her own health and hasn’t moaned once. Would you believe I came home to a gourmet cooked meal, clean house and some how a load of washing had been done, folded and put away! Like my wife somehow has 4 extra hours in a day that the rest of us mere mortals don’t get.
As a man, I don’t think I’ve ever have truly known or will know exhaustion in the same way a Mum does. Tonight as I was comforting Chloe and trying to get her to sleep, Adele said she was just gonna lay down for a bit before tidying the kitchen and making me some lunch for tomorrow. Her last thought before passing out was “I must clean the kitchen and make my hubby some lunch” and my last thought was “ohh snacks and TV”.
So instead, I’ve written this post to tell you that behind all the blog posts, jokes, recommendations, reviews and the giveaways, there is a real person and she is an amazing woman whom I adore. Now I’m off to clean that kitchen, and then look around this house to see what I can do to make her day a little easier tomorrow.
Any other husbands reading this, I urge you to do the same… I’m willing to bet dollars to donuts that the real mumma in your household is just as exhausted.