A million years ago I checked into the hospital to have my second child induced since she wasn’t coming on her own. I had been there less than than 20 minutes when the doctor broke my water and raced out the door saying “I’ll see you tonight.” The door hadn’t even closed when my now ex-husband said “Well, you’re just going to be lying around doing nothing all day, so I’ve got something scheduled.” I looked at him amazed and had to ask repeatedly before he finally admitted he had scheduled 18 holes of golf for the day. He left for the entire day and I labored, got an epidural and generally felt lousy all alone in that LDR room. Did I mention that he is now my ex?