Dear Z, Last night we were given our second date night since J was born. Your mom was in town and she insisted that we leave for a little while and take advantage of this opportunity for uninterrupted time together. She couldn’t have given us a greater gift. We thought through the options: go for a walk in our neighborhood, see a movie at the nearby theater, use the rock climbing gym gift certificate you gave to me for my…
Dear Z, When we discovered this bed and breakfast, we knew it would be the real deal because they had a poorly designed website. Clearly, they were spending more time on their biscuit recipe and fine white linens. When we arrived, they did not disappoint. You were still pregnant with J, no more than a month away from his arrival, but our foolish plan was to go hiking on this extended weekend of a babymoon. When we arrived, it took…
Dear Z, Around 3pm today, you sent me a text: “I’m pretty near the end of my rope.” A few hours later I arrived at home to find our living room rearranged – furniture pushed to the edges of our area rug – and you and J in the middle of it holding onto one another like shipwreck survivors in the middle of the sea. Our dog was acting in some ways like a shark, in some ways not. She…