The last 24 hours have been CRAZY. As I suspected, my husband is the father. He kept making me feel bad by saying he was sorry over and over I kept telling him he didn't do anything to me he kept telling me he should have just waited for me to come into his life.
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After we calmed down we had the task of telling our children. I had a knot the size a grapefruit in my stomach as I told them. My oldest just giggled as my husband went back to his careless younger years when the child was conceived. He has a nervous giggle and smile so I knew he was uneasy with the conversation. My youngest two children to my surprise just looked at each other with knowing glances. As it turned out the youngest did a history search on my computer after I did a search for DNA testing centers last week. They were actually discussing if they may have a sibling or if one of them had a different (famous) daddy somewhere
The youngest said she was worried about why we were so upset so she snooped. I thought we hid it from them pretty well. Guess not.
I convinced my husband to call his son. We didn't have his number so we called the mother to get it. Now ladies, Please tell if I'm overreacting at this "conversation" My husband tells her he is the father. There is silence on the other end of the phone.Now me as the kind of woman I am is sitting there listening on the phone (I didn't say anything) thinking I would hear her sobbing that she was soooooo sorry for keeping his child from him for 20 years,or at least triumphantly yelling that she knew He was the father or some sort of EMOTION at the gravity of the situation. She says 6 short dry words to him "Tell your son to stop smoking" before giving him the number.
I change my mind about what I said in a previous post I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE A LONG TALK WITH THIS WOMAN!!!
We hang up with her and call his son. My husband starts stuttering. As I rub his back he finally gets it all out. Now I expected a lot of silence on this call because he seems shy. Nope. He said he was happy that he's got his own father now
We lost it for a little bit after that. I whispered to my husband if he thought the kids are ready to meet each other. He looked at me took a deep breath and asked did he want to meet his brothers and sister. I think I heard that boy giggle just like my son. He said yes and my husband told him we'd be there in a minute
I thought this would be hard but it wasn't at all. I introduced each of them (hubby couldn't talk for a while
) He smiled and asked their ages.
And that was that. We chatted back and forth and My hubby told him he'd give him all of our contact info and went and sat in the car to write it down. I think he just needed to sit down alone for a minute
When he came back he told him we didn't live far and then he said "Better yet I'll show you" and we piled into the car and drove home. I was so proud of him for that but a little concerned too. We still didn't know him and I was also wondering what the heck his mother wanted him to stop smoking
We spent the rest of the day talking. When hubby started "preaching" to him I knew that eventually hubby would be fine. He's big on letting his kids know how he feels about being a responsible and productive member of society. Our kids get the speech several times a month. So this poor kid got the extra LOOOOOOONG version
All that time gone. This boy is a MAN.
It was getting late and time to take the young man back home. I decided to stay home and let them have some time on the ride back. Hubby looked scared again
So he asked our boys to come ride with them.
I know its going to be a long journey to get to the point where everyone is comfortable with this situation but I still feel very anxious about the whole thing. The knot in my stomach didn't leave and I still couldn't sleep last night.
I know this was long but I had to let it out! I think I should feel a certain way but I don't. At least not yet. My Hubby and I are like one person we live and breathe each other. He always tells me he's not alright if I'm not alright.
So I'm trying to be supportive and hide my feelings. Crazy part is I don't know what those feelings are.
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