My wife and I have been trying to get out of the house for an evening, but events have been conspiring against us. First, it's darn exhausting to spend a week at the hospital. My wife and I are very goal-directed, so we spend a week handling everything we need to handle and deal with the consequences later - lack of sleep, lack of cleaning / straightening up at home, lack of organization, lack of dotting the i's and crossing the t's at work, just skipping all of the little details involved in life until The Boy is home from the hospital. Afterwards, it takes about four or five days to get caught up with rest, cleaning, working and living.
Not just that, but taking care of The Boy is a wonderful, time-consuming thing. Aside from the whole cancer thing, he's a normal boy - loves to crawl around, play with toys, play with people and work for hugs from anyone nearby. That takes time and energy - but, that's a normal expenditure of energy, same as everyone else.
The whole pregnancy thing also takes quite a bit of energy from my wife as well - like tonight, needing to rest before we're going to run to somewhere like Applebee's for dinner. Again, not an unusual expenditure of energy.
But, combine those three things...
I dunno. I'm tired, too, but all I really did today was fold three or four pieces of laundry and play "Assassin's Creed." Not a great use of time, but at least I'm that much closer to finishing the game! (Only the third part of Jerusalem to explore, then fight the big bad boss. Maybe an hour and a half left until I'm done with the game.)
I know that I don't have much room to bitch right now. My mother-in-law has been keeping The Boy with her, like, 20 hours a day.
All I gots to say is dis: DisneyWorld in a mere 24 months.