My shoulders sagged as a sigh fell from my lips. No, I wasn’t. I was hormonal, exhausted, emotional and my body ached. Tears welled in my eyes as I shook my head.“Hey”. He whispered. “Come here”. Lifting me into his arms he carried me up the lawn and into our house. With my head against his shoulder, I closed my eyes.

I didn’t open them again until I felt the softness of our bed against my back.

“My feet are dirty”. I spoke.

“Doesn’t matter”. He kissed the top of my ...