What *really* happens in a parent’s bedroom after the kids go to sleep

Spoiler alert: It's complicated. 😴
It’s been a long day. I shuffled the kids to and fro. I changed dirty diapers and sheets and remembered to flip the laundry. I picked clothes up at the dry cleaners, and I dropped my kiddo off at school. I made three different meals for dinner and finished all my emails and edits for work. There’s only one thing I want to do when my tall, handsome man walks through that door . Only one thing I desire. Only one thing that will make me feel more amazing than anything else could in the world at this very moment. I want to take all my clothes off. And get in the shower . And wash this emotionally draining, physically exhausting day off. Then , I want to crawl into bed and feel the soft sensual touch of my… sheets. And the warm, satisfying embrace of my… comforter. And, truthfully, I just want to hit that… pillow.