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I hate that my husband works so much. I understand that it's part of being "big kids" and all that, but it still sucks. Each day he's gone from 1:30 to 11, and ends up staying later than that. I can't even have dinner with him. We're so exhausted for the first part of the day that it's dedicated to taking care of baby needs and sleeping. There's gotta be another way than this. I mean, I could get a job soon, but daycare is so expensive that if I didn't work full time, it would be pointless. If I ever get rich, I'm going to stay that way, and make sure that my son can live that way his whole life. I hate living like this.