Fewf - I survived the day, I thought, as my head crashed onto my pillow, and I fell asleep.
My husband had not ventured to bed yet, he was busy fixing something, and when he finally got to bed I was long gone to Lala Land. Not even his best attempts at undressing, or dry humping could have woke me up that night.
I woke up, and he was gone to work.
Looking out the window, I actually felt sad.
When I got downstairs, I see that he left a little note:
You are so beautiful, and I love you so much. I hope that you had a good sleep.
Not having kissed him goodnight, or woke up with him, I wished I could just kiss him at that moment.
I raced to the phone thinking that maybe I could catch him. I got a hold of him.
Me: "Hi honey, I love you."
Hubbie: "Love you too."
Me: "What are you doing?"
Hubbie: "Going to work."
Me: "Want to come home maybe?"
Hubbie: "Why do you want me to come home?"
Me: "Oh I don't know......you know."
Hubbie: "Seriously?! I'll be right there."
The kids watched a movie downstairs, luckily the baby had not yet woken up, and we had a quick, but romantic morning together. It was utterly delightful.
Let's just hope he doesn't expect it all of the time! But, I do have to say, I think I prefer morning sex to the so-tired-I-can-barely-move-night-sex that my husband, and I have become accustomed to.
Mama of Romance
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