When my husband Mark said I “do nothing all day,” I decided it was time for him to experience my daily routine. I planned a “day off” for him, thinking he was in for a relaxing time.My day starts at 5:30 a.m. with my baby, Lily, and four-year-old Noah. By the time Mark leaves for work, I’ve already been up for hours handling diapers, meals, tantrums, and messes—none of which Mark notices.

He thinks I have it easy, believing my days are filled with playdates and naps.The last straw came when Mark asked why I was always tired. So, I planned my revenge. I gave him a “day off” and left the house early, leaving him with a detailed schedule, meals, and chores. I spent the day at a spa, enjoying peace and quiet,