As the weeks passed, it didn’t subside, but rather filled my days with anxiety. I tried to rationalize it, saying to myself that I was just nervous about the cost of baby food, trying to find a good preschool, that promotion I was trying to secure at work. At the same time, Ollie, normally such a well-behaved boy, wailed his lungs out day in and day out, depriving me of badly-needed rest.
