listening for a few minutes he calmly asked, “Do you love your husband?”
“Of course, I do. I just don’t know what to do about my feelings.”
“Are you happy about the baby?”
“Yes, I am. I guess if this “thing” hadn’t happened, I would be visibly ecstatic.”
“Well, Mrs. Jameson, I think you know what you should do. But you are hurt more than anything. In listening to you, it seems you believe what your husband told you. Remember, he was fully clothed, you told me so. And you mentioned that he looked for you and even enlisted help in finding you and trying to explain things to you. That doesn’t sound like a guilty man to me. It sounds more like a man who wants to make his wife understand what was really going on. He must have realized how it looked. Did he give you some space when you asked?
“Yes he did. He even came to services and he never does that. He says he can’t live without me and the children.”
“Well. It’s up to you. Do you want to make up with him?”
“I do, but I’m scared.”
“Okay, so we need to deal with that. Do you think it’s fair to punish him for your fears?”
“No.” I said with a sigh. “You’re right I do know what I should do. I guess I just needed a sounding board. You know someone to hear me out. I didn’t wanna talk to anyone who knows me because I didn’t think they would be objective. Thank you.”
“I’m happy to have been able to help. Now, how do you want to proceed? There are some underlying issues, I think we need to address. May I set another appointment for you to come in next week?”
“I’ve really enjoyed our talk, but I think I’ll wait a while before I come back. I should be going I have an appointment with my OB/GYN in a couple of hours.” I said standing up.
“Very well, then. Please keep me informed. And remember, I’m here if you need me.” He said shaking my hand.
I drove home thinking about the session. Mr. Jerkins was correct, there were some other problems, but I needed to concentrate on the things at hand. I drove straight to my second appointment. My doctor was surprised when I told her why I was there. “Leslie, I thought we had agreed you weren’t going to have any more children because of the complications you had with Josh?” Asked Dr. Sherman
“Yeah, that’s what we agreed. But one time with no condom and I get pregnant. I never would have believed it. But, here I am. The Dr. at the hospital says I’m six weeks. That means it happened on our anniversary trip to Jamaica. I should have stopped him.”
“Well, it’s too late now. Besides, I’m sure John is happy about the baby. Now, lie back and let’s see what we have here.” She chuckled and said.
She performed her examination then told me I could get dressed. When she returned, she confirmed what the doctor at the hospital said and informed me I was high risk. Because of being a diabetic, she wanted to watch me closely. She scheduled me for an ultrasound, just to make sure the baby was okay and gave me a prescription for prenatal vitamins. I left the office and headed home. Fortunately, I had a few hours before the kids got home from school and John got home from work. I thought about the baby and I thought about my relationship with John. We usually stole a weekend a month to be alone leaving the children with my sister since she didn’t have any. We have made love in every room of this house and all of the vehicles. He had never given me any reason to think he was being unfaithful. He was attentive, always there when I needed him and a good father to our children. He is a good provider and all around perfect. There was only that one incident with Cynthia. “I should have known he was too good to be true. Just like my first marriage, things are starting to go wrong.” Since I had some time, I decided to clear a few things up in my mind.
I drove over to John’s
“Of course, I do. I just don’t know what to do about my feelings.”
“Are you happy about the baby?”
“Yes, I am. I guess if this “thing” hadn’t happened, I would be visibly ecstatic.”
“Well, Mrs. Jameson, I think you know what you should do. But you are hurt more than anything. In listening to you, it seems you believe what your husband told you. Remember, he was fully clothed, you told me so. And you mentioned that he looked for you and even enlisted help in finding you and trying to explain things to you. That doesn’t sound like a guilty man to me. It sounds more like a man who wants to make his wife understand what was really going on. He must have realized how it looked. Did he give you some space when you asked?
“Yes he did. He even came to services and he never does that. He says he can’t live without me and the children.”
“Well. It’s up to you. Do you want to make up with him?”
“I do, but I’m scared.”
“Okay, so we need to deal with that. Do you think it’s fair to punish him for your fears?”
“No.” I said with a sigh. “You’re right I do know what I should do. I guess I just needed a sounding board. You know someone to hear me out. I didn’t wanna talk to anyone who knows me because I didn’t think they would be objective. Thank you.”
“I’m happy to have been able to help. Now, how do you want to proceed? There are some underlying issues, I think we need to address. May I set another appointment for you to come in next week?”
“I’ve really enjoyed our talk, but I think I’ll wait a while before I come back. I should be going I have an appointment with my OB/GYN in a couple of hours.” I said standing up.
“Very well, then. Please keep me informed. And remember, I’m here if you need me.” He said shaking my hand.
I drove home thinking about the session. Mr. Jerkins was correct, there were some other problems, but I needed to concentrate on the things at hand. I drove straight to my second appointment. My doctor was surprised when I told her why I was there. “Leslie, I thought we had agreed you weren’t going to have any more children because of the complications you had with Josh?” Asked Dr. Sherman
“Yeah, that’s what we agreed. But one time with no condom and I get pregnant. I never would have believed it. But, here I am. The Dr. at the hospital says I’m six weeks. That means it happened on our anniversary trip to Jamaica. I should have stopped him.”
“Well, it’s too late now. Besides, I’m sure John is happy about the baby. Now, lie back and let’s see what we have here.” She chuckled and said.
She performed her examination then told me I could get dressed. When she returned, she confirmed what the doctor at the hospital said and informed me I was high risk. Because of being a diabetic, she wanted to watch me closely. She scheduled me for an ultrasound, just to make sure the baby was okay and gave me a prescription for prenatal vitamins. I left the office and headed home. Fortunately, I had a few hours before the kids got home from school and John got home from work. I thought about the baby and I thought about my relationship with John. We usually stole a weekend a month to be alone leaving the children with my sister since she didn’t have any. We have made love in every room of this house and all of the vehicles. He had never given me any reason to think he was being unfaithful. He was attentive, always there when I needed him and a good father to our children. He is a good provider and all around perfect. There was only that one incident with Cynthia. “I should have known he was too good to be true. Just like my first marriage, things are starting to go wrong.” Since I had some time, I decided to clear a few things up in my mind.
I drove over to John’s
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