[ WP ] You are a stay-at-home parent to a super-powered child . Your superhero spouse spends all day saving the world . Write your exasperated post to /r/parenting detailing your unique frustrations .

Look, it was n't supposed to be like this. I'm the genius inventor, I created the serum, the nanotech, and the cybernetic containment systems. Sarah was a lawyer, for crissake. But it turned out I was allergic to the nanites, and somehow there was that cleaning mishap in the basement, and Sarah ended up infected. I tried to remove them, but they'd already fully integrated. Of course, I've always worked from home, but when Sarah went from being a prosecutor to being `` The Judge'', well... I tried to talk her out of it, but, honestly, it was mostly about the risk. Residuals from my patents brought in more than enough money, and we were able to afford private insurance. Life settled down. We were very worried about the effects of the nanites, especially when we managed to get pregnant, but somehow, it worked out. Christopher was born, and he seemed to be normal, as far as it went. No nanites in his blood. And Sarah, of course, recovered in hours, thanks to her enhancements. Able to run faster than most cars, reflexes that almost looked like precognition, stronger than any normal human, indestructible bones, and the ability to heal from anything short of atomization... sure, extreme heat could still kill her, but my wonderful wife was n't going to be taken down by knives, gunfire, or explosives. And as soon as Chris was able to survive for a few hours without nursing, she was back on the street, beating down miscreants and saving lives. Leaving me, the man who invented the practical solar desalination process, the man who perfected lab-grown beef, at home changing diapers. 
 
 But that's not when the shit hit the fan. Or rather, went through the fan, and the wall, and everything else. See, it turns out that Chris was n't so much nanite free, as he was fully integrated. I mean, I guess it made sense. They were designed to couple with cells, and they replicated in a manner much like mitosis. But I'd never anticipated them integrating with germ cells like a new kind of inorganic mitochondria, and I certainly was n't prepared for a kid whose every cell was capable of... well, superhuman feats. But that's what I'm dealing with, and I'm going to have to find a way to put these nanites into standby really soon, because Chris is starting to teeth...
