I'm not dead, I'm just holding a baby or two!
|This is not even a full day's worth.|
If anyone ever diminishes the notion of a SAHD (that's Stay At Home Dad, ftw), or a SAHM (figure it out) in my presence I'll be quick to shoot them down and cover them with a few day's worth of diapers, wipes, genie liners packed to the brim, empty formula containers, used bottle liners, dirty onesies, dirty twosies, soiled blankets, hair-covered floor binkies... and so on and so forth.
And that's just a day or two's worth.
I'm not joking. These twins are eating, peeing, pooping, puking machines. Is that a fresh shirt? Hmm, not anymore. Oh you feel wet, sorry 'bout that. No, that's not curry on your lap, that would be plain ridiculous. Yep, its pretty much like that.
|We've now switched to more bottles and better formula.|
I aint lying though, its work indeed, but a labor of love.
|Why we fight.|