When my husband Jake and I had our first baby, I thought we’d be a team. But after our daughter Tilly was born, I was left to handle everything while Jake relaxed during his paternity leave. He refused to help at night, saying he was “too tired.” I was beyond exhausted barely sleeping, often dozing off while doing chores.
Things reached a breaking point at Tilly’s one-month celebration. As Jake bragged to guests about how tough fatherhood was for him, I fainted from pure exhaustion right in front of everyone. After the party, Jake accused me of embarrassing him. That was it. I packed a bag and prepared to leave for my mom’s house until the doorbell rang.
