Okay but picture this. A month after the whirlpool incedent, things are starting to get back to normal, and you have one of those little fights couples have, about dishes or who bought the wrong pizza rolls or what have you. And you mutter under your breath "I should have saved that fuckin baby"Programmed_For_Damage said:Correct assumption on the dude ;-)DrownedAmmet said:Dude, think of how she would feel knowing you sacrificed a baby for her to live. Could your relationship handle that pressure?Programmed_For_Damage said:I WANT to say the baby; but in all honesty the betrayal in my wife's eyes as she got submerged below the surface would haunt me to my dying day. So, I'm going to save her.
(Note, I meant "dude" in the non gendered colloquial way, I'm not assuming you are a dude)
Actually I know my wife and to her familial loyalty is paramount (which I understand but don't necessarily agree with) so as much as she'd have guilt over me letting it die I think she'd be o.k with it in the long run. If anything it would eat away at me over time.
And she hears you and says "Maybe you should have! I never asked you to save me!"
Might be easier just to save the damn baby in the first place