After 3 Boys, We Gave Up Our Dream of a Daughter—Then My Husband Called Me to the Hospital and Said, “There’s a Baby Here”
For months, Marcus and I had almost no time alone.
We became too efficient with each other.
Who has the bottle?
Who signed the school form?
Did you call the pediatrician?
Did you order diapers?
Did Leo finish his project?
We realized we were becoming coworkers running a small, badly managed company.