After Joy came, she really cared about the baby.
She held the baby, comforted the baby, and played with the baby.
Only when the baby was hungry, she'd bring the baby to me.
At other times, it seemed intentional that she and the baby never appeared in the same room as me.
I asked her if she had a problem with me.
She explained that it was for scientific feeding. She wanted to reduce the baby's dependence on the mother and cultivate its independence.
I wanted to be with the baby all the time, but my family strongly supported Joy.
Every day when Stephen came home, he would be in the living room and play with Joy and the baby. I constantly heard laughter.
When someone came to visit, they even accidentally took Joy as the hostess.
And I became the "maid" who buried herself in work.
I even slept alone in the smallest guest room in the house so that Joy could easily come over and feed the baby at midnight.
"I shouldn't be here if Mr. Chandler is here at night," Joy said shyly in her pajamas.
"Then I'll sleep with the baby at night," I suggested but it was unanimously opposed by the family.