kate_the_great
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- Sep 8, 2021
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Hello everyone. I’m Kate, a 38 year old married mom of two, nearly seven months pregnant with my third. We’ve been staying with my parents for the past several months during COVID, since my husband hasn’t been able to be with us due to the nature of his work.
I never imagined living in my childhood home with my parents as I push 40, but the chaos of the world has put all of us in strange situations. I’m still working part time from home, and they’ve been a huge help. They’ve always been good people...wonderful parents, wonderful grandparents, kind and empathetic and everyone’s biggest backer. They also come across as the most normal, typical suburban people in the world.
Which is why it turned my world upside down when I found out that they’re...”interested” in me. I won’t bore you with the details of how I found out, but they came clean with me, and it left me utterly shaken. It was like the reality I’d been living in wasn’t real after all.
After a lot of reflection, and a lot of incredibly difficult conversations with my parents, for the past month or so, I’ve been...”with” them. I’ve never experienced anything as intense in my life. Pregnancy hormones probably don’t help, but it’s just been so, so heavy. I feel shame and guilt and loyalty and love all at once in different doses...it’s like one enormous, incomprehensible emotion.
We’re getting closer now to the point that my husband will return. It’s still many weeks away, but it’s like a terrifying deadline where I’ll have to live with what’s happened this summer. The anxiety has been knee-buckling.
I’m not necessarily looking for any specific advice. I just wanted a place to vent and express what’s happened to my life this summer, and connect with people who would be curious about my situation, and this seemed like a good choice. I’m happy to answer any questions people may have, in the comments or via PM.
I never imagined living in my childhood home with my parents as I push 40, but the chaos of the world has put all of us in strange situations. I’m still working part time from home, and they’ve been a huge help. They’ve always been good people...wonderful parents, wonderful grandparents, kind and empathetic and everyone’s biggest backer. They also come across as the most normal, typical suburban people in the world.
Which is why it turned my world upside down when I found out that they’re...”interested” in me. I won’t bore you with the details of how I found out, but they came clean with me, and it left me utterly shaken. It was like the reality I’d been living in wasn’t real after all.
After a lot of reflection, and a lot of incredibly difficult conversations with my parents, for the past month or so, I’ve been...”with” them. I’ve never experienced anything as intense in my life. Pregnancy hormones probably don’t help, but it’s just been so, so heavy. I feel shame and guilt and loyalty and love all at once in different doses...it’s like one enormous, incomprehensible emotion.
We’re getting closer now to the point that my husband will return. It’s still many weeks away, but it’s like a terrifying deadline where I’ll have to live with what’s happened this summer. The anxiety has been knee-buckling.
I’m not necessarily looking for any specific advice. I just wanted a place to vent and express what’s happened to my life this summer, and connect with people who would be curious about my situation, and this seemed like a good choice. I’m happy to answer any questions people may have, in the comments or via PM.
