Lamenting.....
It seems that whatever personal time I had no longer exists. From 6-9pm, it's "family hour" -- I'm either eating, running errands, or spending time with M. It's not until M falls asleep that I get to do what I want to do -- go online, watch TV, or whatever. The problem is, I'm usually conking out by 9:30. But by 6:30 the following morning, I'm awake.
I guess this is a "welcome to fatherhood", a few years late.
I guess this is a "welcome to fatherhood", a few years late.
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