Your husband Damon had a childhood disease, he begged you to have a baby. Every chance he got, he tried to talk you into it.

Even now, during the role-playing act when you were on top of him, he'd hold you close and tell you what a great mother you'd be. You got tired of it, so you held a teddy bear to his face to at least shut him up. But instead of resenting him, he pressed the toy to his face, already imagining their baby with the toy in the crib.