When I first got pregnant, everything was great. It was like one of those fairy tale situations where everyone comes together and supports the wife. And my husband was a dream. But that all changed the day my BIL sent out the invitations to his wedding.
The wedding was set to take place a few days before my due date, so I was worried and apprehensive. I brought it up with my husband, but he laughed it off and said I was being dramatic. He wanted to go and there was nothing that was going to stop him.
So I kept quiet, and he ended up going to the wedding alone, just as he planned. But things took a turn that night. As I was preparing to go to bed, my water broke and not long after that I went into labor. I called my husband, hoping he’d be understanding and supportive.
“Okay, I’m leaving now. I’ll be there soon,” he said. About twenty minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I opened and was shocked to see that it wasn’t my husband. It was his sister. She stepped into the house looking awkward but determined.
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I asked her where my husband was, and she hesitantly said, “He asked me to come pick you up. He didn’t want to leave the wedding early, thought it’d be rude.” My heart sank. I couldn’t believe that my husband called his sister to be there for the delivery of his first child because he thought it would be rude to leave a party.
If he truly cared about me or this child, he would’ve dropped everything to be by my side. But in this case, the wedding party won. And that really stung because I knew the reason he stayed was because he loved those kinds of parties, more than his wife and child as it seems.
I nodded and allowed his sister to help me. But at that moment, I realized that our marriage meant nothing to him. It was all about his needs, and that was not how I wanted to raise my child. He showed up a few days later, acting like nothing happened, but I told him I’m going to stay with my parents until I decide what’s best for me and my son.
But now that a few days have passed, I’m wondering if I might have overreacted. Do you think it was right of me to take my son and leave without hearing my husband out?
