That's What She Said...

(I started collecting stories from my friends. I told them to send me whatever they wanted.  It could be a full page or a few sentences...whatever they wanted to share.  I was inundated with amazing stories: funny, sad, heartwrenching, enlightening and even just plain every day thoughts.  I thought it would be fun to share them with you every Friday.  Hence we have "That's What She Said"  Fridays)

I was six months pregnant with a sleeping 2 year old upstairs in his crib.  My husband and I sat down to watch the State of the Union Address by President George Bush in January of 2002.  I put my swollen, pregnant lady feet up on the couch, sat back with my cup of tea and he dropped the bomb:   "I'm not sure I love you anymore.  I don't know if I want to be married to you.”  To say I was stunned would be putting it mildly.  He continued talking while I sat in disbelief, “I'm willing to go to therapy to find out, though."  I  didn’t talk.  It was like I was having an out of body experience. I don't think I heard anything he said after that.  Actually, I know I didn't.   I had nothing and everything to say at the same time.  Questions were swirling in my head:   “Are you f’ing kidding me?  You aren’t sure if you ever loved me?  Why the hell did you have a child with me?  Why did you agree to have another?”  I was screaming these questions in my head but nothing could come out of my mouth.  All I could do was cry.  
I will never forget that he looked up at the television screen at one point and said, "The state of the union's not good, George." 
He moved out. We went to counseling.  I went into labor and he met me at the hospital.   I gave birth to our second son with him standing next to me.  He moved back in and we moved forward (or so I thought).   He just couldn’t keep up with the charade and he left us.  Left his wife and his two young boys.  
This was 8 years ago.   Since then I have remarried a wonderful man with two boys of his own.  And we added one more cute little guy together...which brings our grand total to: 5 boys!  I have a good life and am grateful for what I have but to this day, I cannot watch a State of the Union address without thinking of that awful night.


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