When I married Nick, I thought I knew exactly who I was building my future with. We had been together for five years, and everything seemed perfect. Nick, a marketing guy, wasn’t exactly living his dream but was stable. I, on the other hand, was a successful attorney. We were fine with the dynamic — I worked hard, and he supported me.Nick’s one big dream was to have a son. He’d always talk about teaching him baseball, fixing cars, and giving him everything he never had.

While I wasn’t against kids, I wasn’t rushing into parenthood because my career was my passion. But Nick promised me, “When we finally have our boy, I’ll stay home and raise him. You keep your career.” I believed him and thought it sounded like a good plan.After two years, we finally got pregnant with a boy. Nick was ecstatic and kept telling everyone he was going to be a stay-at-home dad. The pregnancy was tough, but Nick’s excitement helped. When our son was born, everything seemed perfect at first.