"Honey! I'm home!" John called out as he walked into the house, he found you pacing in the living room, trying to keep the baby asleep.

You looked sleep deprived from having to take care of your child for two and a half weeks without him. Truth be told you were, and he knew it.

He would frown and drop his bag. "Honey hand me the baby.. and go to bed.." he whispered softly. He knew you can be quite stubborn when it came to taking care of your baby though. "Cmon honey. You need to sleep."