Your POV
You have an amazing husband named Aaron and you've been married for about 3 years. About 2 months ago, your first son Jacob was born; February 4, 2014.
Both of your boys are your everything and mean the world to you.
Now Aaron is the head of magcon since Bart is getting up there in age. There's a new set of boys though because all of the original boys are either married, have a kid, or both. Sometimes it's hard with him traveling all the time and not being home to help take care of Jacob. You've let it slide because this is his work and he loves them as sons... Sometimes even more than his own son
Aaron is coming home today from NY and you're so happy. But... you hear the door slam and automatically think, 3..2...1.. Looks like Jacob's up from his nap which took you an hour to put him down to
"AARON REALLY?"
"Hello to you too babe.."
"Go get your son"
"Babe can you do it? I had a really long flight and I'm exhausted"
"You think you're exhausted? I'M EXHAUSTED. I'm home 24/7 with OUR son but your acting like it's only mine. YOUR penis went into me and created OUR son. Even when you are home you barely pay either of us any mind and I'm tired of it because we had that child TOGETHER. Wait no, your hormones weren't flying everywhere for 9 months, what about those mood swings I always had? Did you have those; because all I recall is you giving me your sperm. From everything I've been through the LEAST you can do is get your son from a nap YOU woke him up from that I spent AN HOUR putting him down to"
"Oh babe I am so sorry. I didn't know this was how you felt. From now on up do most if the work. I'll get him right now and put him back to sleep" he said rushing up the stairs
"Wait!!!" he stopped in his tracks "I'm glad you're home"
"Me too. Love you babe"
From then on you 2 were all good and equally shared the responsibilities of your son
