Life A.B. (After Baby)


Wife: "You think we'll have sex again?"



Wife: "You think we'll have sex again?"
Me: "You and me?"
Wife: "Yes you and me! You were perhaps planning to have sex with someone else?"

My wife and I walk around the house, like ghost ships that pass each other through the night. I wake at 10am, drink some coffee, eat lunch, go up to my office, work until 5pm while my wife cares for the baby. I make dinner, we watch tv, we chit chat. At 9pm my wife goes to bed and I watch the baby (while working) until 2 or 3am. I wake my wife, we kiss. I help her set up for the last shift. I go to bed.

Sometimes it seems we are strangers who occupy the same space. We're so tired...and without a doubt, being a parent is the hardest job...ever...on the whole fucking planet. And I miss my wife...but I know this won't last...it will get better...and I'm just glad we spent five years building a strong relationship before attempting this...or we'd never have made it.

On the other hand...every morning when I get up...I get to see this face...



and it just doesn't seem quite so hard.

Posted: Sun - November 2, 2003 at 11:00 PM        

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