When Eric told me he wanted a third child, I didn\u2019t laugh, cry, or shout. I just stared at him, hollow, exhausted, wondering how someone could be that clueless.<\/p>\n
We\u2019d been married twelve years. I was 32 and already holding our life together with threads frayed from years of doing everything myself. We had Lily, who was ten and growing into her own personality faster than I could keep up, and Brandon, five, who still called for me in the middle of the night if he had a bad dream or a runny nose.<\/p>\n
And me? I worked part-time from home, managed the household, ran every errand, cooked, cleaned, handled school meetings, and gave bedtime kisses. Eric? He brought home a paycheck, and then disappeared into the couch with his PlayStation or sports shows.<\/p>\n
There were days I couldn\u2019t remember the last time I sat down and just breathed.<\/p>\n
But Eric didn\u2019t see any of that. To him, I was just \u201cdoing my job.\u201d He thought being a provider meant he was off-duty the minute he walked through the front door. And worst of all? He wasn\u2019t shy about reminding me of it.<\/p>\n
One Saturday, I told him I needed an hour to have coffee with my best friend\u2014one hour. The kids were home, perfectly fine, and I thought maybe, just maybe, he could handle parenting for 60 minutes.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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