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(This one isn’t very subtle. From when I was a stay-at-home father and was gradually getting driven into the ground. I really was the last one to go to sleep and the first one to wake up. Definitely do my body and mind any favors even though it’s what had to be done at the time.)
I hit the ground running
As I roll out of bed
Never easing into my day
Preparing meals
And changing sheets
For one too small to fend
Never having enough time
While my other sits with him
Or snags some extra sleep
I wolf down food
And chug hot tea
Burning tongue and throat
Racing to get all things done
Since no one else will help
Every morning
I push through the chores
Getting slower every day
Wondering when I will wake up
And collapse upon the stairs
Legends of Windemere 
Very frustrating and sad. Reading it, I couldn’t help think of my sister-in-law’s words years ago, “I haven’t had a hot meal in years.” Too busy getting the meal prepared and getting the kids to eat and fighting with them when they didn’t.
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I remember those days. It’s better when they get older, but still a challenge.
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It’s tough when you get no help.
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Definitely.
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honest and powerful
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Thanks.
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