Even in the middle of the night, when we are snapping at each other because we have been woken up more than once by a child that needs us and we are so tired, I still love you like the first time.
The endless school runs and after school activities. We don’t stop, we don’t stop to look at each other. But I still love you like the first time
When I don’t want to talk because the kids are shouting at each other, or shouting at us, or asking a million questions a minute, I still love you like the first time.