She lives and moves and has her being in the nursery.

She thinks baby, talks baby, knows only baby.

She refuses to dress up, because it is easier to take care of baby in a frowzy wrapper.
She will not go out with her husband for fear something might happen to the baby.

She gives up her music because baby won't let her practice.
In vain her husband tries to interest her in his own affairs.

She has neither eyes nor ears for him, only for baby.
"Now no man enjoys having his nose put out of joint, even by his own child.