Both sides now

As I get on with expressing milk on the bed, I yawned for the countless time, dozing off ever so often with the TV on, trying my best to keep awake.

I still have to wash the pumps later, warm up Sean's milk, feed him, change his diaper later...

As I look at Steve lying on the bed, snoring away, I can't help but feel this urgency to just.....kiss him.

It's easy to just complain and grumble with the fact that "Why is he sleeping soundly away while I have to be awake and pump away and still attend to so many matters after?!".

And I have to admit. I do have these thoughts very often.

But I have to hold back and think.

Steve deserves all the sleep and rest doesn't he?

It's not as if he doesn't help out at all. He feeds Sean whenever he can. He makes an effort to come home earlier so that I can have a good hairwash.

He gives my parents money every month cos I couldn't.

He pays for my insurance every month (which is quite a high amount).

He lets me indulge in shopping (once in a while lah).

He brings us out every weekends for a good meal or two.

And he has to pay for ALL OUR expenses. Baby expenses are not cheap at all really.

So what more can I complain or grumble about?

I know I'm not superwoman.

He's not superman either.

But what I can do is to look at both sides every now and then, especially whenever I feel a tinge of "unfairness".

Because in love, there is no such thing as fair or not fair.

It's just about giving and accepting with gratitude.

I love you Steve, even though ur still snoring away loudly now and I'm typing this entry at such a late hour.

U're the best Daddy Sean can ever have, and the best hubby that any yellow-faced wife can ever get.