Getting Jealous

Translated…

My friend, L is a very literary, artistic adolescent young woman, before she married, she’d loved writing novels, strolling the bookstores, and after she was married, she’d not changed that about her, would care for her child, and write out the words that her mother-in-law said, along with the thoughtful things her husband did for her, and put them all into her stories.

Recently, I’d gotten reconnected with L, and I’d asked her and her family of three out to dine. And, as we sat, I’d asked her how she was doing? And what are some differences in life before and after she gave birth? L gazed over at her husband in silence, turned toward her son, then said to me, “After I gave birth, I’d not changed, but, my husband had. Every day after work, he couldn’t wait to rush home, to give our son a kiss, after he’s kissed his right cheeks, he’d kissed his left, with that warmth of a glow in his eyes, like there’s nobody else more important than his own son.”

Hearing up to here, I’d, chuckled, “Is that not wonderful? It means, that your husband loved children!”, L shook her head, told me, “Before we had our son, the first thing he did when he arrived home, was kissed me tenderly, and now, all he ever thought of, was our son, I don’t even get a good night kiss!”

It was unimaginable, how L who was once, very good at dissecting relationships, as she turned into a mom, she’d started getting jealous of her own son. After hearing this, L’s husband laughed dryly, said to her, “Fine, how ‘bout I kiss you first when I arrive home?”

So, this, is the changes of a woman, from before the marriage, to after the marriage, to after she’d had her son, and, it is, hard to understand, how a romance writer can get jealous in real life, after all, it’s easy, for her, to write about love, and yet, when it came to the reality of things, it’s somewhat, different, from the works of fiction, isn’t it???