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I’ve spent a few weeks without him, focusing on the kids but also getting needed alone time to cry, grieve, and process. I know I don’t need him–I am positive I can raise and support my children on my own–but I’m truly in love with this man.I don’t want to stay with him because of the kids, I want to stay with him because of ME.Back in January when I was 9 months pregnant, I confided in my mother that my OB advised me not to have sex because of some pregnancy complications.A few days later, my husband’s phone went off in the middle of the night, so I reached over to silence it and saw my mother’s name.Since you work together, I’d start looking for a job elsewhere. Furthermore, what was he even doing being “belligerently drunk” when his wife was 9 months pregnant and could go into labor at any minute?I don’t know how you can fully process, grieve, and move on from what happened if you have to see this woman on a regular basis. I wouldn’t be so fast to discount his responsibility here. Or, was getting you to the hospital safely another thing he didn’t have to be responsible for? You told him your mother living with you would be for a “short time,” but she she was still with you a year and a half later. You should be filled with so much fury that the thought of sharing space, let alone emotional and physical intimacy, with this man should be one of the last things on your mind.
I’ll repeat that again: YOUR HUSBAND HAD SEX WITH YOUR MOTHER. It’s going to take a long, long time to truly wrap your head around what’s happened.I was on the way home and received a call from my husband’s best friend and his wife concerned that there had been something extremely wrong with my husband when he stopped by a few minutes earlier. Turns out my mother spent the first week in January texting my husband inappropriate messages.I called my husband and asked if parenting a toddler and a newborn had been too much. One night after he and I had been at a friend’s house where he got belligerently drunk, and while I was asleep, he was rummaging in the kitchen looking for more whiskey and my mother beckoned him to come to her room.I walked swiftly across the house and into my mother’s room and confronted her, asking her if she had something going on with my husband. Six weeks after my pregnancy I did just that, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there had been something more to their messages.Then during the last week in March, my mother confided in me that she had HSV-2 (genital herpes) and had had it for 10 years.