My husband and I are 57, our daughter is I am very attracted to my son-in-law, 31, and have been since I met him three years ago. My heart races when I am near him, I want to look at him constantly and feel weak when I hear his voice on the telephone. I have been keeping a tight grip on myself and am sure no one has guessed. I had hoped my infatuation would fade over time. Other older women have said how attractive they find him so maybe there is something about him that triggers these feelings and it is not entirely my fault.
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I was Then, an hour later, he confessed the truth. She cried. Our two-bedroom house in northwest Pasadena had become too small, with only a pink and burgundy bathroom separating us. It was summertime. My mother had long hours at the phone company, often working overtime in the evenings and on Saturdays.
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Looking back eight years later, I can see that something was wrong just moments after my daughter, Hope, was placed, pink and new, on my chest. Instead of love or joy, I felt panicked, worried we were already nursing failures two minutes in. Yet because my lead-up to motherhood had been nearly picture-perfect — a happy marriage, a wanted pregnancy, a birth so smooth my OB had said I should have a whole football team of kids — it took me several weeks to understand that while Hope was healthy, I was not. Eventually I could name it — postpartum depression — and begin to recover, but for a while it just felt like all the good parts of me had slipped away the day I gave birth. My husband, Rich, returned to his long lawyer hours and two-hour daily commute a few days after Hope was born.
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