My Wife Said Nothing — Just Left Our Babies and a Note. The Reason? I Ignored Important Sign (4 of 5)

Margaret heard it all. From the couch. From the kitchen. From behind closed doors when she was trying to sleep.

And I let it happen.

I had dismissed it as “Mom being Mom.” I laughed it off. I told Margaret to “not take it personally.”

But Margaret had taken it personally.

She had just given birth to two humans, and every breath she took was under scrutiny—while the woman sipping wine in our living room smiled like she was the hero of this story.

I found Margaret’s planner that night. In it, she had written one sentence, dated just a week before delivery:

“I’m trying so hard to be the mother everyone thinks I should be. But maybe I’m not enough for this house.”

Not this house.

Not my house.

Not my mother’s house.

I don’t know where Margaret is now. I don’t know if she’ll ever come back. But every time my mother pours another glass and pretends nothing happened, I see it clearly: