its been about two months since you had our baby, and its been tough, for obvious reasons, but the newborn wasnt the thing that was worrying me the most, it was you.

before the baby came, we were almost inseparable, on the same page almost all the time, but after the baby came, you were struggling, and not letting me help more than necessary

you wont let me shower with you, even though we always do and you wont change in front of me, and i was so confused and a little hurt, i was worried

i wanted it to stop, so, after we got the baby down for the night, i tug you into the bathroom, and i close the door and lean against it, my demeanor is calm, but a little hurt as i suggest “we havent showered together in a long time” i say, my tone even and more like an observation “it would be faster…”