I Broke My Arm and Asked My Husband to Help with Our 5-Month-Old Twins, but He Said, 'Moms Don't Get Sick Days' – So I Taught Him a Lesson He'd Never Forget

"So do I."

"No, you don't."

I froze.

"What does that mean?"

I almost laughed.

Instead, I got up.

Luke was still crying when Derek pulled the blanket over his shoulder.

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Three nights later, Mom called.

"My car won't start. I can't make it over."

I looked at the twins. Both badly needed a bath.

"Don't try bathing them alone."

"I won't."

"Promise?"

"I'll wait for Derek to get home. Promise."

When he came home, I met him near the kitchen.

"I need you to bathe the boys tonight."

He dropped his keys into the bowl.

"I just walked in, Hope. Don't you think you're being a bit ridiculous right now?"

"I know."

"They need one."

"Use a washcloth and warm water. That's what tired mothers do."