My Husband Refused To Buy Diapers For Our Twins Because He Only Wanted One Child

decades earlier and apparently never lost the muscle memory for it. Carl sat on the couch, visibly stained with formula and spit up, wrecked in the particular way new parents get wrecked, Abby asleep on his chest and Talia dozing in his lap, one arm curved protectively around each of them despite how exhausted he clearly was. My sister Renee walked continue reading …