Since Lorelai was born I find that I have to remember my husband. Especially to cherish him. He’s always here--- helping, supporting, providing… but I’m preoccupied. With work. With the cares of a home. With her-- our flawless, beautiful baby girl. Rather than look at him adoringly with a sparkling of desire in my eyes, I’m more likely to manage a “go team” smile and desire for him to take the baby for an hour so I can take a break to work, or shower, or watch Gilmore girls on Netflix.