November 24

No matter how much I comforted my two month old son, he wouldn’t stop crying. Exhausted, I handed him off to my husband. He immediately stopped crying. I felt this wave of emptiness and sadness. I had taken care of him all day long and yet he only stopped crying for his FATHER? I callously grumbled, “If Dad’s so great, why don’t you become his son’s then?”

I got the sense my husband was going to say, “He already is my son… right?” But we were both so tired that we just went to bed.

-From “Verbal Goofs”