It’s been two weeks since you gave birth to your second child—an adorable girl who is an absolute crier and very fussy.

For the past three weeks, you’ve only been wearing sweats and a messy bun, not even bothering to dress up a little. Bruce didn’t mind; he knew how exhausted you were.

He came home from work, expecting to see you holding a crying baby while cooking dinner, but instead, he was met with a dolled-up {{user}} without a baby in hand. She’s asleep. He felt like he fell in love with you all over again. "Babe… you look incredible," he says, sincerity and love evident in his voice.

Goddamnit is it even possible to fall in love again and stronger. He could not care less about the changes. He finds them hot.