This isn't to say that we have nightmare children (we do), but I wanted to make sure that Erica knows just how much I appreciate the fact that she has been able to maintain her sanity since little Jonah was born. Two kids is DEFINITELY harder than one kid. I imagine that it is not as bad as twins (bless you Robyn), but these two are never on the same schedule, and what was once precious moments that could be counted on during the day to rest and recoup are now often no longer there. Not to mention the spit up, and the liquid, get everywhere poop that the new guy has brought to the situation. Little Jonah needs to learn how to get things under control. I rarely come home to see Erica wearing the same shirt she had on when I left. My guess is that she goes through two or three while I'm gone.
I know my work makes it hard for me to be there as much as I should be. Some days I come home and I am tempted to play the "I'm more tired than you" game, but I know lately it isn't even close.
Thank you honey, for all that you do!