If I'm honest, I can admit that I pretty much hit the jackpot when it comes to husbands. My hubby can repair anything like he's MacGyver, but has the domestic skills of Martha Stewart. He's also, easily, the most hands-on Dad I know, with full capability and willingness to feed, change diapers, give baths, tuck into bed, etc. This has proven itself in the amazing bond he shares with our son. Which is why my husband going back to school at night has caused a period of adjustment for our family. Every Monday, he rushes home to take a shower and eat an early dinner with us (usually around 5:00) before he has to hit the highway and attend class from 6:00 to 10:00. This means he sees my son before work in the morning, for a very brief period thereafter, and the baby has long been in bed by the time he gets home.
So Mondays are hard.
