After giving birth, recovery was difficult and I needed help with everything. One night, when I couldn’t get back to bed, my husband lifted me without hesitation.
“You brought our child into this world. Caring for you is the least I can do,” he said.
During those postpartum weeks, he cooked, changed diapers, and supported my healing without ever treating it as a burden.
That time taught me that true love is simple—showing up, caring, and staying present when it matters most.
