It stops. You can see me rolling my eyes, right? Yesterday afternoon, our daughter peacefully slept for several hours after my husband returned home, so we were able to discuss a few things, maybe not everything I wanted, but he was attentive, thought things through and quite frankly, was a lot more the man I married than I’ve seen recently. No cross words, no dirty looks or harrumphs were given, from anyone, well… maybe Keeley, but you know, she’s 2. I guess we’ll forgive her for that.
I’m glad that you guys were able to talk some things over. I hate the tension in the air when communication breaks down.
Glad you two got some time to talk. Talking sounds like it should be so easy, but it isn’t.