@itravelRox 7 December 2021 more from that month

Update on my Husband’s Forehead

Last night, my husband arrived at 11 PM from the hospital with 4 stitches in his forehead. I was in the other room giving milk to Elise. I just feel relieved when I heard his voice inside the house. I’ve put Alexandre to sleep upstairs. Read my previous article: https://read.cash/@itravelRox/my-husbands-bloody-forehead-07e085d6 The chicken has finished to cook and he said he was hungry. We ate our dinner. Elise was awake so I have to take her. He needs to finish something on his computer. I put Elise on the swing and I took a shower. When my husband finished his dinner, he also took a shower and came to our bed after to play with Elise. **I have a new addiction...** I’ve been playing this game on my phone called Block Wood Puzzle that I needed to beat my own score. The score is about 35,000. I should have been productive and write some article but I’m stupid and crazy with the game. I also have trouble sleeping but always tired in the morning. I’m having insomnia right now. This morning, my son woke up early so my husband brought him downstairs as he needs to continue to sleep. I’m with my daughter giving milk while he played around the house. He did a lot of betise (French word) as usual. So I cannot sleep as I need to be alert on what he was doing. Fred gave his son some bread in case he is hungry. I was half awake from 10 AM to 12 NN until I smelled something bad on his diaper. Time for a bath, change diaper and clothes. I gave his lunch after. Few minutes later, my husband woke up. And my son poo again so I need to change him again. I also ate my lunch. After that, I need to wash the dishes and clean the kitchen. It was very depressing outside because it was raining with dark grey sky. The whole day, we were just inside the house. I’ve been so lazy that I forgot to do my exercise. I just hugged my husband while I was almost in tears. I’m not taking picture of his forehead. He said that what happened to him is better than a real vicious car accident. Knock on wood. Lord, please keep my husband safe while driving. We just continued our day like normal. Although he is just concerned that people would ask him about his forehead. This Christmas, we will go to Paris to see his parents and relatives for a Christmas dinner. Ah, our family photo with our Christmas holiday pullovers. We haven’t taken any pictures yet so it’s another concern. I might end up editing his forehead without the stitches. It’s already 4.30 AM, I need to sleep. Ah, I hate my new addiction.