The Diary Of Ellen Rimbauer: My Life At Rose Red - Plot & Excerpts
He?nds the smells, the crying, the spit-up, even the breast-feeding abit too much to take. (This, despite the two nannies—one, a wetnurse who feeds Adam at night.) I suspect that when Adam iseight or nine—an age for hunting and ?shing and the like—myhusband’s affections may rekindle, but for the time being he isabsent, showing no interest in the boy whatsoever. His dawdlingattentions lavished on me during my pregnancy are a thing of thepast as well. I have carried his child. His ?rstborn was a boy. Mypurpose is served, I fear. Were I to have known that this was thelife destined for me, I might have expressed reservations in consummatingthis marriage. Now, however, it is far too late for suchdecisions. I can only make the best—or the worst—of the situation.I labor for the higher ground, fearing the results if Johnand I entrench ourselves for a protracted battle.I will ask my husband back to my bed as soon as I feel my bodyrecovers fully from childbirth. I see now that my joy and happinessin life is to come from the children.
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