Nothing dramatic happened in my marriage.
No affair.
No big betrayal.
No explosive fights that made me question everything.
But after each baby…
each stretch of exhaustion…
each season of diapers, logistics and invisible labor…
my marriage quietly started to feel… worse.
I liked my husband less.
I felt more alone in the mental load.
More resentful.
More “Is this it?”
And the scariest part?
Nothing obvious had actually gone wrong but somehow it felt like everything had.
Yet suddenly I was wondering if I’d settled, if we weren't just meant to be, if I was outgrowing him.
Or if this was just what happened to marriages after kids.
The reality? My marriage hadn’t actually deteriorated the way I thought.
I wasn’t doomed. I hadn’t married the wrong person.
I wasn’t destined for a resentful, low-grade partnership. I could still have the exact marriage I always wanted.
In this series, I’m sharing the reset —
the three key things that changed everything for me and helped me fall back in love with my real life, and the man I married.