So, 22 months ago it was just you and him. It was a fresh, new relationship, you were learning about each other and about yourselves as a couple. Giddy times, snuggling, wild sex in all kinds of different places and ways, counting the hours until you could be back in each others arms; licking whipping cream off of unnamed body parts; sharing hopes, dreams, plans while laying in each others arms on a lazy Sunday morning.
Fast forward a few months (let’s say 22); now there are three of you and so you no longer have time to invest 100% of your time in each other, it has to, or is, split to include the wants, needs and cares of a little one. It is no longer the two of you who, on a whim, can go out to “Joes” party on a Thursday night or meet “Monica” for drinks at 5:30 this afternoon or even meet at lunch for a nooner without falling asleep. Now it is wondering if it is your turn to change the diaper? and who takes the 2 am feeding? and why am I having to take care of another person who is totally dependent upon me? I didn’t sign up for this! “They” never said motherhood would be so involved and take up so much time!
In addition, you have had 22 months to learn that he farts at random (and probably inopportune) times, he leave the toilet seat up, he can’t seem to put a dish in the dishwasher and probably a 1000 other little annoyances that are a part of living together. He is probably not happy that you leave crap all over the bathroom counter top and clip your nails on the sofa while y’all are trying to watch Netflix or have to have seventeen different shampoos for whatever phase your hair is in that day.
It is all part of growing up. Learn to make a life together and realize that nothing ever remains the same. The only thing constant is change.
As Grace Slick said: “Life is Change; how it differs from the rocks.”