My Husband Promised to Take Care of the Baby If I Had One—But After I Gave Birth, He Told Me to Quit My Job

My husband swore he’d take care of everything if I gave him a baby. He said I wouldn’t have to sacrifice my career. Then the twins came, and suddenly, I was “unrealistic” for wanting to keep the job that kept us afloat.

He demanded I quit my job, and I agreed… but with one condition.

My name’s Ava, and I’m a family doctor.

I spent 10 years building this life… 10 years of sleepless nights in medical school, brutal residency shifts, and learning to hold a stranger’s hand while delivering news no one wants to hear.

I’ve stitched up bar fights at 3 a.m., talked terrified parents through their baby’s first fever, and sat with dying patients who just needed someone to listen.

It wasn’t easy.

It was never easy. But it was my everything.

Nick, my husband, had a different dream. He wanted a son… wanted it more than anything else in the world.

“Picture it, Ava,” he’d say, eyes bright with excitement.

“Teaching him to throw a curveball in the backyard. Rebuilding an old Chevy together on weekends. That’s what life’s supposed to be about.”

I wanted kids too, eventually.

But I also wanted to keep the life I’d worked so hard to build. My schedule as a family doctor was brutal. I had to juggle 12-hour shifts and emergencies that didn’t care about dinner plans.

My patients needed me. And if I’m being honest, our mortgage needed me more.

I made almost double what Nick brought home from his sales job. Not that I threw it in his face or anything.

It was just a fact, like the sky being blue or coffee being necessary for survival.Continue reading…