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New father experience - a poem
Tired. Parking is a scam.
Finally home. Wife and son are safe.
Rainy, cold, rainy, hot.
Humid, windows closed.
Work says come back. Family comes first.
Nine days. How many hours of sleep?
Finally did laundry today. Dishes are done.
Forgot to feed myself again.
Tired. Two or three hours this time?
He's perfect. We're surviving.
My grass has become wheat.
u/Horyuu — 18 days ago