My Husband Promised to Take Care of the Baby If I Had One—But After I Gave Birth, He Told Me to Quit My Job

That became our new normal. I’d drag myself through a full shift at the clinic, drive home half-conscious, and walk into a disaster zone.

Then I’d spend the rest of the night doing everything while Nick complained about how tired he was.

“The house is always a mess,” he’d mutter.

“You’re not as fun anymore,” he’d say, like I was supposed to be entertainment instead of a human being running on two hours of sleep.

One night, I was on the couch nursing Liam while typing patient notes one-handed on my laptop. Noah was asleep in the bouncer beside me. I’d been awake for 19 hours straight.

Nick walked by, rubbing his temples like he was the one suffering.

“You know what would fix all this?” he said.

I didn’t look up from my screen.

“What?”

“If you just stayed home.

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