My Husband Left For A Guy’s Trip While I Was At Home With A Baby And Recovering From A C-Section — He Went Pale When He Returned
Six weeks ago, Aiden and I had our first baby. The birth ended in an emergency C-section, and recovery’s been brutal — I could barely move without help.
Four weeks in, Aiden announced he was going on a “guys’ trip.” I thought he was joking. He wasn’t. While he packed, I could barely sit up. He said, “You’ll manage. You’ve got your mum.”
He left without a kiss. Sent one text: “Landed. Love you both.” I didn’t reply. My mum came, quietly doing everything — cooking, laundry, night feeds. One night, I cried into a sandwich because I realized I didn’t miss him.
When he came back, the baby didn’t recognize his voice. He looked terrified. I told him, “I managed without you. That’s what scares me.”
Something changed. He started showing up — really showing up. Late nights, diapers, therapy, baby classes, even learning to braid my hair.
Months later, he gave me photos of me in the hospital. “I kept these,” he said, “to remind me how strong you are.”
I didn’t forgive him right away. But he kept proving he wanted to do better.
Sometimes love isn’t about saying sorry — it’s about showing up after you’ve failed.
