My beloved has told me repeatedly that he is not ready to try again. I on the other hand have tried to change his mind, and round and round we go. It is actually the only thing we fight about. I say please, he says no. I cry, he consoles me. I beg, he says he can’t. This happens about once a week. One day I’d like to really delve into this here, but for today, this is the basic argument.
Last night as I was about to disassemble the change table, he asked me why. I said because it was finally time to put it away, and that it would be better this way. It would also take up less space in the basement if it was apart.
He said NO!!!!!! I stared at him. He said it wasn’t necessary. I raised my eyebrow. My heart began to pound. Could it be? Was this his signal? Nope…not yet…but it’s progress!!!!!! (I hope)
Daddy and Xavier