Baby I'm astounded by you

I loved him very much, the father of my children. It struck me when he left us. Going back and reading my post on how I thought I'd caught him, I feel like a fool. I guess part of me always suspected that he wouldn't stick around. I thought his love for his daughter would keep him from leaving. Don't get me wrong, I didn't have a baby to trap him. We had been married for seven years when we decided to have a baby. We wanted to be ready, and we felt ready at that point. I think we loved each other at that point, but looking back, how can I be sure of anything anymore?