Hi, friends.
We told our children late last night. It was terribly difficult but I suppose it could have gone worse. Both my wife and I kept it together and stuck to the script--literally, we had a script we'd written out.
We assured them that nothing was their fault, they did nothing wrong, ever. They are loved by both of us, we are always always there for them. (Most of the discussion were variations of this.). We tried to keep it brief and save most of the time for questions and fears.
Most of the worries actually involved the coparenting schedule. (We already had this prepared as well.)
Our nine year old was very upset at first, but I think he was not shocked. He was the one with the most questions, and I think he "spoke" for our six year old, who tends to follow his lead in emotional response and concerns. She seemed OK. We tucked them into bed with lots of hugs and further reassurances. They'd calmed down by then and went to sleep.
After, my wife and I both broke down.
Today we are moving her while the kids are at school.
I more than appreciate everyone's admonitions and support in my difficult journey. I am sorry if I did not follow everyone's precise roadmap or timetable. I've done the best I can.
Cheater magnet, your last post took the admonitions too far, and I am surprised this is permitted--to hurl vile names at a confused member struggling through agonizing decisions for his family and reaching out to this site for guidance and support, even as he fails to take all advice along every step of the way.
Yes, I know this is in the name of the children and I appreciate this greatly; however, even if you believe you were in my exact shoes shoes, you are not. Other than some universal elements, nobody's experience is the same. Nobody's. I know my children. You do not. They are uniquely our children. They are loved and they know it. They feel safe and they are safe. This morning I dropped them off at the bus like every morning, and like every morning they jumped on happily, turning back to me and shouting, "Love you!"
I know this doesn't mean that everything is fine; If there is damage they will continue to be cared for and attended to by imperfect parents who love them.
No ending is fairy tale or moves through a flawless narrative, but I feel relieved about this conclusion. Sad, but relieved.
Thank you again to everyone for your understanding.