I am not exactly sure when my husband started contemplating getting me a dog.
I believe the final straw came when life us took us to Eglin Air Force Base in the panhandle of Florida, where my husband served as a physician. We chose to live on base, completely unaware that what we were actually choosing was to live in the middle of baby central.
The tough part? We were unable to make a baby ourselves.
(If one more person told me just to drink the base water to get pregnant, I might have shoved their face into that water.)
One day I was crying in my husband’s arms about how I couldn’t work full-time from home in the middle of a neighborhood full of popping bellies while he was gone eighty hours a week. The next moment he was pulling up a video featuring a tiny pile of spots jumping enthusiastically all over the screen.
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