My husband told me to stay upstairs during his promotion dinner because I wasn’t “back in shape” three weeks after giving birth to twins — I agreed, but he had no idea what I’d left beside his plate

He loved schedules, systems, spreadsheets, and colored tabs. During my pregnancy, he had created what he proudly called our “newborn survival plan.”

Feedings.

Laundry.

Appointments.

Night shifts.

Meals.

Visitors.

There was even a section titled CELIA — RECOVERY.

I remembered laughing when he made it.

“You do realize babies don’t read project plans?”

“They will continue reading …