Until lately, I didn't have much of a reason to brag. A few in my PT know our story and it isn't a good one. We had a little break recently and then spent a few weeks without the kids. Whatever happened in that head of his during that time period did the trick.
He used to never help around the house. NEVER. Not even with the kids.
Now, he's always helping. DD's has a poopy diaper? He's on it. DS is bugging me while I'm trying to cook? He tells him to chill out. I'm picking up around the house? He gets up and helps me until it's tidy.
After I made breakfast the other day, he walked in the kitchen and told me to go sit down, relax, and watch Bernie Mac. He cleaned off the counters, rinsed off the dishes, and put them in the sink even though he had to go to work in a couple of hours.
This is huge... and smurfing awesome. I think he realizes that my "job" as a SAHM isn't easy. I love that he's serious about changing. It makes life so much better. I can't imagine how much better counseling will make things, too (which is something he refused to do before and now he's 100% open to it).
Things are pretty sweet right about now.