She is my entire world. But here’s the problem: whenever I ask Jake to help with her, he brushes me off with the same excuse—

“Let me relax; my paternity leave is so short.”

I’ve been struggling alone through endless sleepless nights, trying to keep up with the constant care our baby requires. It’s far more exhausting than I ever imagined.

Tilly barely sleeps for more than an hour at a time, and Jake hasn’t watched her even once since she was born. What breaks my heart most is that he promised me before the birth that we would share parenting duties equally. But recently, his idea of “helping” has been minimal at best.