Today is not only Father's Day, but also my youngest's second birthday. And I'm spending the day reliving giving birth to her, and what a jerk WH was to me the entire time I was in the hospital. He was completely disinterested in our baby, and would have rather spent the entire time on his phone. He didn't support me in recovery, and actually left me for several hours to go shopping, about an hour after my c section.
I was going through old pictures to find a baby pic to put up on Facebook, and I just had to stop looking at the birth pictures because even two years later, it still hurts me. I will never feel the same about my last baby's birth, the way I felt about the older two :(
My daughter's birth was my first inclination that something was going on, and 2 1/2 weeks after her birth, I found the text messages between WH and OW.
Let the triggerpalooza begin