So, I’m 25 and seriously need an outside perspective.Lately, I’ve been stretched thin—working, errands, house, caring for our 4-year-old, Mia. My husband, 27, works, but I juggle everything: appointments, groceries, laundry. He barely helps with Mia.A couple weeks ago, I had errands I couldn’t reschedule. I asked him to watch Mia. He promised to keep an eye on her at the park.When I got home, Mia ran up, scraped knee and all, then beamed and blurted out:

“Daddy talked to the pretty lady on his phone! She said she’ll take me to the zoo next time!”
I froze.That night, I tried to casually ask about his day. He said “fine.” When I mentioned Mia’s words, his face went white. He quickly stammered it was “just a new coworker, urgent business.” But I’d already noticed his phone glued to his hand, always facing away. He’d been so secretive.

Last night, as he helped Mia brush her teeth, his phone lit up on the counter. I saw the preview text—it hit me like a punch:”So… Sunday at the zoo? Or is that too soon?” Everything shattered that moment.It’s not about the scraped knee; kids fall.

It’s the lying, the secrecy, and the sickening fact that some woman thinks it’s okay to make plans with my daughter.Now I’m stuck between trusting my gut and not wanting to jump to conclusions.How should I react? Am I overthinking this?Sincerely, Beck.