p class="MsoNormal"Matt/p
p class="MsoNormal"Sunday, January 11/p
p class="MsoNormal"11: 52 PM/p
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p class="MsoNormal"I was worried about Kate. She was writing all the time, all day and late into the night. I couldn't count how many times in the last week I had woken up to a cold bed and the frantic sounds of a keyboard in the other room. A couple of times she had come to me as I was working, or cooking in the kitchen in tears and throw herself in my arms crying./p
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p class="MsoNormal"Sarah had told me that this was her process, she waited for inspiration then threw herself whole heartedly into her work; which, according to Libby, hadn't been exactly healthy before, but now it was worrisome since Kate was pregnant./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"As always, the knowledge that my wife was pregnant filled me with pride. I couldn't wait to feel my child bloom underneath my hands./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I was trying to be supportive and patient, but I was not going to allow Kate to endanger herself or our child./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I sighed, and looked at the ceiling. It was late and she was still writing, had been writing all day until I dragged her to Hannah's house for dinner, where she cooed over her nephew, oblivious to her sisters worried gaze./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I threw the covers off and padded into her workroom./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Time for bed, Kate." I said sternly, resting my hands on her shoulders./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Jeez!" she jumped at my touch, you scared me, Matt." She turned her face up for my kiss. I kissed her lightly, noticing she hadn't made any move to save her document or close her computer./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm serious, Kate, you need to sleep."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Nah, I got a few hours in me left." She wasn't understanding what I was saying./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I let my hand rest on the top of her computer. "Press save, and then I'm taking you to bed."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"She glared at my hand without moving. "What do you think you are doing, Matt? I control the rate that I write. I have been doing this for a long time, and just because we are married doesn't mean you can tell me when to stop em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"doing my job."/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I leaned down and got in her face. "I sure as hell can when em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"your work/em isn't healthy for you or our child. Don't you tell me I can't take care of my wife and kid, Kate, or I will call your editor and tell her you can't write until the baby comes."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Kate gasped, "You can't do that!"/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Sure I could, I might need Libby to send an email, but she would if you were putting yourself in danger."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Kate clicked the save button and looked me in the eyes. "I understand where you're coming from, I really do, and I'm willing to come to bed on one condition," she paused, waiting for my consent, I nodded impatiently and she continued. "As soon as the baby is born I can go back to writing the way I want and you will stay the hell out of it."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I swallowed, Kate was as mad as I had ever seen her. She had never been mad at me before, and I found I didn't like it, but she had to see what she was doing to herself and our baby./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Fine," I relented, lying to my wife for the first time, "but for now, you need sleep." /p
p class="MsoNormal"Sunday, January 11/p
p class="MsoNormal"11: 52 PM/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I was worried about Kate. She was writing all the time, all day and late into the night. I couldn't count how many times in the last week I had woken up to a cold bed and the frantic sounds of a keyboard in the other room. A couple of times she had come to me as I was working, or cooking in the kitchen in tears and throw herself in my arms crying./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Sarah had told me that this was her process, she waited for inspiration then threw herself whole heartedly into her work; which, according to Libby, hadn't been exactly healthy before, but now it was worrisome since Kate was pregnant./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"As always, the knowledge that my wife was pregnant filled me with pride. I couldn't wait to feel my child bloom underneath my hands./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I was trying to be supportive and patient, but I was not going to allow Kate to endanger herself or our child./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I sighed, and looked at the ceiling. It was late and she was still writing, had been writing all day until I dragged her to Hannah's house for dinner, where she cooed over her nephew, oblivious to her sisters worried gaze./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I threw the covers off and padded into her workroom./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Time for bed, Kate." I said sternly, resting my hands on her shoulders./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Jeez!" she jumped at my touch, you scared me, Matt." She turned her face up for my kiss. I kissed her lightly, noticing she hadn't made any move to save her document or close her computer./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""I'm serious, Kate, you need to sleep."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Nah, I got a few hours in me left." She wasn't understanding what I was saying./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I let my hand rest on the top of her computer. "Press save, and then I'm taking you to bed."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"She glared at my hand without moving. "What do you think you are doing, Matt? I control the rate that I write. I have been doing this for a long time, and just because we are married doesn't mean you can tell me when to stop em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"doing my job."/em/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I leaned down and got in her face. "I sure as hell can when em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"your work/em isn't healthy for you or our child. Don't you tell me I can't take care of my wife and kid, Kate, or I will call your editor and tell her you can't write until the baby comes."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Kate gasped, "You can't do that!"/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Sure I could, I might need Libby to send an email, but she would if you were putting yourself in danger."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"Kate clicked the save button and looked me in the eyes. "I understand where you're coming from, I really do, and I'm willing to come to bed on one condition," she paused, waiting for my consent, I nodded impatiently and she continued. "As soon as the baby is born I can go back to writing the way I want and you will stay the hell out of it."/p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal"I swallowed, Kate was as mad as I had ever seen her. She had never been mad at me before, and I found I didn't like it, but she had to see what she was doing to herself and our baby./p
p class="MsoNormal" /p
p class="MsoNormal""Fine," I relented, lying to my wife for the first time, "but for now, you need sleep." /p