So I’m looking at him kicking and turning and twisting every muscle on his face and my heart beats faster every second he cries. What does he want? I was helping a friend carry her son recently when these thought crossed my mind.
If babies could speak, wouldn’t we solve all their problems?
So I’m looking at me, angry and cranky and twisting every muscle on my face and my heart grows harder every second she doesn’t understand me. Does she even know what I want? I was angry at my wife for something she hadn’t done, when this thought crossed my mind.
If we said exactly what we wanted, wouldn’t loving wives at least want to try helping the best way they could?
Tell her what you want. With clarity and love.
Whether she goes with it or against it, at least your dissatisfaction won’t be standing on imaginary ground.
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