Coming Undone
Have you ever thought back to fairytale stories of “happily ever after” and how they ended when the prince and princess got married? Don’t you find that a little odd? Why don’t they keep going? Show them pregnant, having babies, mopping floors, cooking dinner, working, doing laundry, etc? I have to imagine it’s because messy floors, blowout diapers, and exhausted, dark-circle-eyed parents aren’t very glamorous or inspiring for young children. But I digress... I realized the other day, while sitting at the dinner table, the only topic of conversation I was covering was about our child. My days are completely absorbed with a child clinging to me, that, I guess, when I get around another adult (even if it is just my husband), the only topic I feel qualified to talk about is toddler for $200, Alex (RIP - Jeopardy will never be the same). During dinner, he was watching his phone, something about golf, nodding politely at me as I carried on, but I could sense he was over the “bab...