My Husband Wanted 6 Kids, but After Our Youngest Was Born, He Complained That I Was ‘Always Tired and No Fun Anymore’ – So I Decided to Prove I Could Still Be Fun, Just Not in the Way He Expected
My husband told me I wasn’t fun anymore while I was standing over a pancake griddle yesterday morning, with spit-up on my shirt and a baby crying against my leg. I didn’t argue. I didn’t defend myself. I just smiled and let him leave. Technically, it was closer to ten when Carter finally came downstairs….