My Husband Left Me Alone with Our Six-Month-Old Twins While He Went on Vacation – When He Came Back, He Froze in the Doorway

I moved toward her, but Lila tightened both fists around my shirt.

“I haven’t eaten since breakfast,” I said. “Please wash four bottles while I calm them.”

I almost laughed.

I’d slept in 40-minute stretches the night before. Lila had refused to lie flat, and Ivy had needed three changes before sunrise.

I shifted Lila higher against my shoulder.

“I don’t get to be done,” I said. “The difference is that you get to stop.”

Brandon’s eyes moved toward the sink.

“I said I’m tired.”

“Why does everything have to become a fight?”