When I had my surgery, Miguel was getting up to get Angie each time she cried during the night, bringing her to me for a bit of nursing, then returning her to her crib when we were done. After two days of this, he said, "No wonder you were so cranky about it. Imagine a whole year of that!"
Actually, I don't have to imagine it. But it's nice to know he finally understood.
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