Some nights he cooks dinner. Most nights I do.
Some nights I put the little one to bed. Most nights he does.
Sometimes I bring in firewood. Most times he does.
Some mornings he gets up with the girls. Most mornings I do.
Some nights I make sure the girls are tucked in before we go to bed. Most nights he does.
Some mornings I get up to let the dog out. Most mornings he does.
Some nights he picks up the girls. Most nights I do.
Some days we work on house projects together. Most days he’s working on the project and I’m wrangling children.
Sometimes I do the laundry, dishes and vacuuming. Sometimes he does.
Some days we both give 50/50. Most days it’s not that simple.
Some days he gives 80. Some days I give 20.
Some days it’s the other way around.
Sometimes it’s exhausting. Sometimes we don’t have a choice.
This is life.
This is life with a true partner.
Some nights no matter how badly I just want some quiet alone time to write, he wants some company. And so I turn off my computer.
It all averages out to 50/50 in the end. But that’s what marriage is all about right?
Every day I’m thankful that he is my partner in life.