I will not fight you for him. Partly because I know that you will win (the mother always wins) but also because you’re too beautiful for me to try to bring the ugliness of competition out of you. I will not fight you for him because I love him too much to put him through that. As much as I want to fight back, I will not. I will not retaliate and I will not get ugly and jealous and vicious. I will wait. It sounds ridiculous, but I’m hoping that doing that will make you realize that we can share him.