My H as many of you may know now had an affair resulting in a possible child besides our own 3.
When H and I met I was 17 and pregnant. I had no intentions of dating as I had just ended my relationship with my bf who had cheated and gotten involved in drugs. H was 19 at the time and a tall glass of handsome. The moment I saw him I made a joke that "I was gonna marry that boy some day." Never thought it would actually happen. Well anyways we weren't very serious until I had my son in Oct of 2008. At that point I fell in love with H. He became my safe haven from an emotionally abusive mother and he loved my son as his own. We never looked back from there. We always had told each other that cheating would not be tolerated and that we would simply end things before that would even become an issue.
Fast forward to 2010 when I married my best friend and man of my dreams. Everyone around is just knew we were meant to be. The way he took on being a daddy when he didn't have to and the way he cared for me above all else. All of our friends wanted the kind of love we shared for each other.
We lived this way until Jan 2012 I was pregnant with dd who was planned and we had just bought our first home. At that time I lost my job as I had continued unexplainable bleeding. I was scared to death for the safety of my daughter as well as how we would now make ends meet without my income and insurance. H stepped up and took on a lot more hours at the restaurant he worked at and in turn became a manager. He enjoyed the promotion, but it came with a whole new set of responsibilities. That much more pressure put on his shoulders. Luckily dd was born in April and healthy and we were so so happy! I had never been more in love with him and he had never been more in love with me! It was a whole new feeling to have created a beautiful life with someone you love.
In august of 2012 H started coming home later and being drunk and started smoking. The restaurant he worked at was family owned and a lot of the employees would stay late and drink after hours. I was concerned, but still full heartedly trusted him. Well in Oct 2012 H started becoming super sick. No eating, no sleeping, and being sick to his stomach pretty much everyday. At this time he started becoming very distant as well. He shut me out totally and I thought either he was unhappy with me or that he had been unfaithful. It turns out he had in fact cheated. Something in my gut told me he had, but when confronted he told me to my face no he hadn't. Things were a little better coming to the new year even though he was still drinking and still somewhat distant.
May of 2013 he had a super late night "at work" and I just knew something was wrong. I confronted him multiple times through out he summer about being unfaithful and he continued to deny it.
In Aug I hadn't been feeling well and even though I was on birth control I decided to take a pregnancy test. Aug 5th I found out we were going to be adding our third child to our family. LO was completely unexpected and unplanned. H continued to be distant and alcohol became an everyday thing for him. We had our first ultrasound Sept 16 and I was so torn for the first time seeing this little baby (I now have extreme guilt for not loving him immediately). Sept 17 we went to the fair as a family and it ended in a fight as usual. Once we were home and babies were in bed I asked once again what was wrong and finally he broke down in tears. He had cheated twice with a coworker in Oct 2012 and 4 times with a coworker's sister starting in May 2013-July 2013. (He explained that the reason it happens more than once was because he knew after the first I would leave and our marriage was over). He then informed me that the second girl was pregnant! Cue end of world freak out from me.
I left I drove to our favorite bar and sat and smoked cigarettes and drank Shirley temples. (I know that LO probably saved my life on that night) if I hadn't been pregnant I would have drank myself black out drunk and ended up in a ditch.
Once I had decided I was going try to stay H did everything possible to try and make things better and things were finally looking to get better when on Dec 4 my fil died. He was brutally murdered and my H was the closest to him. This even changed my H. Something snapped and he no longer felt anything. He was numb and angry and there was nothing anyone could do.
Since then things have been so tense. I need him to step up and work on our issues and he needs to be able to grieve the death of his father. We are both torn in so many ways. I want to be able to trust him again, but it is so difficult when he is so shut off.
On March 10th the other woman have birth to a baby girl. (I know I shouldn't hate an innocent baby, but it is so hard to think of her as anything more than a mistake). On March 15th my baby boy was born and for the first time in many months I saw pure life and love again. He is so amazingly beautiful!! H has not been the amazing father he was for our other two to our newborn baby. I don't know if it is guilt or what but I resent him for it.
Recently I have gone back and forth about leaving because I want him to get a paternity test done and he drags his feet about it. He also has said I should have no say so in what happens between him and that child and that woman. I completely don't agree with this and he thinks he should be able to do visitations with her without me being present. "I'm sorry but you cheated on me with her! He'll no are you going to be spending time alone together!!"
Through everything we've been through it is hard to just let go and leave. I have left with the kids for a few nights recently, but I come back because I believe whole heartedly in giving my absolute everything before calling it quits on a marriage. I still feel he is my one true love. I know it's cheesy, but I believe it. I know the man he can be even though for the past year and a half he has fallen off track.
Well this is entirely too long, but I just thought I would get my story out there so y'all might understand a little more where I come from and also why I am quiet most of the time. I'm kinda depressing and fighting battles over here besides just getting sleep and the joys/woes of breast feeding. Anyone who read this thanks and sorry I did this mobile so typing is terrible.
Re: My story (long kinda vent)
*hugs* You are so brave to share your story and just know we are here to listen when you need it!
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Emma Rose
Born 3.11.14
8lbs 14oz, 21.5 in
Me: 28 DH: 27
There are aupposedly no feelings towards this other person he said he has wanted to be with me all along and had just figured he had screwed us up to the point he couldn't fix things after his first slip up. It's no excuse and it kills me, but there are days I get glimpses of the man I married and not the man he became.
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