After Childbirth, My Husband Became a Stranger Each Night. When I Followed Him, I Finally Understood Why

We are both in counseling now. Together and individually.

Ryan holds our daughter every morning. He talks to her. He smiles without flinching. And I no longer feel alone in my recovery.

What I learned is this: sometimes, love doesn’t disappear. It hides behind fear. And sometimes, the scariest part of becoming parents isn’t what happens in the delivery room, but what follows when no one teaches you how to heal.

We are healing now. Together.

And I finally believe that we will be alright.