When a brutal illness hit, I expected support from my husband, Drew. Instead, he packed a bag and left, saying my cough was “annoying” and he needed sleep. I was left alone with our 6-month-old daughter, Sadie, burning with fever and barely functioning.
Drew didn’t check in once. When I recovered, I calmly welcomed him home—and planned my revenge.
After a cozy welcome and his favorite meal, I handed him Sadie and left for a weekend spa retreat. “You’re the dad. Figure it out,” I told him, echoing his own words.
When I returned, he was exhausted, humbled, and ready to talk. I handed him a parenting schedule. “You don’t get to tap out anymore.”
To his credit, he’s trying. But forgiveness takes time. I’m not here to be walked on—I’m here to be respected.
Strong partners don’t leave when it’s hard. They step up. And if they don’t? Teach them why they should have.
