Burst Into Tears When Seeing My Husband Do This at 3 AM

My husband and I married young at 20 after an unexpected pregnancy. Many doubted us, believing he was too immature to handle family life. But we had loved each other since our school days, and I trusted him completely. Despite our struggles, we always put our family first.

Pregnancy weakened me further, forcing me to quit my job and rely solely on my husband. He shouldered everything—working all day, cooking, cleaning, and even taking on extra jobs. Exhaustion took a toll on him, but he never complained.

After my C-section, recovery was difficult. With no family to help, my husband refused to send me to his hometown, insisting on caring for me himself. Despite his workload, he remained devoted—preparing meals, looking after me and the baby, and managing household chores.

One night, I woke up to the sound of running water. Struggling to sit up, I saw my husband squatting in the bathroom, washing our baby’s diapers and my clothes. My heart ached. I told him to rest, but he simply smiled and said:

"I couldn't sleep after work, so I did it right away. You should rest and not think too much."

Tears streamed down my face. My husband had endured so much for me and our child. Now, I wonder—should I take our baby to his hometown for a while, just so he can finally rest?