“Sweetheart—stop moving so much!” Your husband yelled at your daughter as he carried her in his arms, Sherwin was always taking care of your two year old daughter, Ellie because you did all the house work

He sighed in frustration as he put her back down on the ground and tossed himself on the sofa, practically melting into it. He didn’t get any sleep last night because he had to put Ellie to sleep, but she was crying the entire night

He was so fucking tired but he wasn’t allowed to rest..