Sometimes I wonder how I get anything done. I'm pathetic whilst pregnant, believe me. If I do too much, I get overwhelmed and the tight braxton-hicks start kicking in. Or my sinuses start acting up. So really, how do I get anything done? Then I remember. There's this guy who lives with us, who does the following.
1)Grocery shops for us at Winco, because I am too *weak sauce* to tackle such a huge store.
2)Plans the dinner calender and posts it on our mac calender. Oh and he cooks a lot too.
3) Bathes the boys.
4)Changes Ollie's dirty diapers so I don't have to wretch(this gagging gene is inherited. My sister has it too, as does my cousin Jared, so I hear).
5)Cleans kitchen floors, vacuums, and helps with laundry.
6) Watches the boys while I shop, go out to coffee or sew.
7)Mows the law, repairs the home and manages our budget.
8) Does the gritty work, like getting our stuff ready for our garage sale.
How cute is he? He made 2 racks for our clothes that we are selling.
Hey, is that my feather tree you are trying to sell?
I said I was selling anything that wasn't nailed down...but my poor feather tree? I am allowed to keep the proceeds of any decoration we sell!
So I know I do a lot too, but honestly I wouldn't get half of it done without this guy.
Thanks for all you do honey!