Well that didn't go as planned...in a good way

I feel like a broken record. I'm telling my husband I'm having a hard time. Sleep deprivation from my very difficult 5 month old and 2 year old is taking a toll. I have been asking for time away I've been asking for help. It had been falling on deaf ears. Even family vacations have turned to me up all night all day and my husband asking for "his time." He has played sports had guys trips and has alone time every week.

This weekend I sat down and told him I was worried I had post partum depression. He said he was worried about that too as I'm not happy. I told him I don't think I do. I think I'm literally just sleep deprived and can never spend a second to myself, even bathtime there's kids in with me, pooping the door flies open or I'm holding a screaming baby. I am juggling it all alone and I'm out numbered by the kids.

This is where I thought he'd disagree and tell me there was nothing else he could do. But he didn't. HE AGREED! He let me catch sleep five extra hours. He tried with the kids. He still left to hangout with his brother and still left 2 times for football drafts but he is making progress. Tonight he told me that he needs to do better and make sure that he gives me the time he ALWAYS gets. That I will benefit everyone if I am taking care of my mental health.

I have felt like a broke record telling him sleep deprivation and crying is really doing something to mentally and I need help.

He even made plans and is taking me on a date in two weeks just us for my birthday. And doing something I wanted and nothing for him.

For the first time in 6 months I am hopeful. I want our kids to see us find balance. I want them to see both their parents giving and taking care of them.

Tonight didn't turn into a fight. There was no tears. There was just honesty. He told me "I hear you, you are right."