“I don’t really get it when people say that,” replied Karen politely. “I mean, wasn’t it kind of whole before, just with something we didn’t know we had? If they had another kid, then they’d think it was whole after he was born.”
“Maybe so. But that’s the joy of children for you.”
Karen had no idea what joy exactly was supposed to be found, having found a year of being an older sibling rather frustrating in the first place. She also chose not to voice this, however, instead changing the subject to ask, “How long is this supposed to take anyway?”