It was Jake’s parents with a nanny and a plan. They hired her to teach Jake how to actually care for our daughter and handed me a brochure for a spa retreat. “You need rest. Go. We’ve got this,” my father-in-law said. I spent a week recovering sleeping, relaxing, and healing. When I returned, Jake had transformed.

He’d learned to change diapers, cook, and soothe Tilly. He even sold his prized guitars to repay his parents. Most importantly, he apologized and vowed to step up as a real partner and dad. Thanks to my incredible in-laws, our marriage got the reset it desperately needed. Their intervention didn’t just save me it saved us.