Before I became pregnant, AT did more than his fair share of housework. I mean the guy loves to clean (although he denies this fact). I would do the main grocery shopping with him tagging along to push the cart, cook every other night, do laundry on the weekend etc. But once I started to suffer from all the pregancy symptons, he did EVERYTHING around the house. He went grocery shopping and managed to get all the right produce, meats, seasonings. He cooked and cleaned the house. He drove around to pick up whatever meal I was craving that day. And he managed to do all of this even though he was still working early hours and going to classes at night.
I, on the other hand, got home from work around 2-5pm depending on how sick I was feeling and I spent the entire evening perched on my couch whining about how sick and tired I was. (I even did this on the days that I felt slighty decent, but trust me those days were few and far between)
AT's actions during this time didn't surprise me. I already knew he would step up to the plate. And I know that when the baby comes, he will be a very hands on dad and will take very good care of both of us. I am a very lucky woman in this regard.
I, on the other hand, got home from work around 2-5pm depending on how sick I was feeling and I spent the entire evening perched on my couch whining about how sick and tired I was. (I even did this on the days that I felt slighty decent, but trust me those days were few and far between)
AT's actions during this time didn't surprise me. I already knew he would step up to the plate. And I know that when the baby comes, he will be a very hands on dad and will take very good care of both of us. I am a very lucky woman in this regard.
AT preparing the meal.
Garlic/ginger rice with soy sauce and boiled chicken.
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