I am currently 6w 1d with our little one. I really wanted buffalo chicken tacos for dinner. My fiancé picked everything up at the grocery store earlier today, and I had planned to make them after work. I got home and I was so tired. While we were waiting for the chicken to boil I started to fall asleep. I worked 5am-2pm yesterday, then went back to work from 6-9pm, only to be back at 5am today and have my help call in. All with a 40 minute commute each way. I was so tired this evening that I was almost in tears when it was time to get up and make the tacos.

My fiancé, being the amazing man that he is, tells me to nap while he makes dinner, and he will bring me a plate when it's done. I tried telling him that I was fine to cook. He said, "you're already cooking our little one, and that takes a lot out of you. Let me make dinner!"

Now I'm eating super yummy tacos in bed, all while listening to him and our daughters (his soon to be step-daughters) decide what movie they want to watch while Mom gets some much needed sleep. I don't know how I got so lucky, but I love this man with all that I am!