A couple of months ago:
“I couldn’t go to a conference at the beginning of April, could I?”
“Nope. How about me one in late March, far from home?”
“Probably better not. We’re going to be joined at the hip starting the first of April.”
“So, if all goes well, could I apply to a conference at the end of May, leaving you with full-time baby for a couple of days?”
“If all goes well, you could probably do that. How about you then tagging along with me to play full-time Dad at a conference in early June?”
“I’d be up for that. It’s a deal.”
Let the baby bargaining begin . . .