Swings

When we first started living together, I sometimes hid Gigi’s keys and wallet in the morning. Putting in a rush was my way of punishing her. If she never got pregnant, I might have continued this petty revenge. All the resentment was gone as soon as I heard my daughter laugh for the first time. It was unfair to my wife for me to need so much to forgive her, but thankfully I never went beyond making her late for work.