My Husband Cheated While I Was Pregnant - When He Wanted To Hold "His" Baby, I Did This

A week before I would put my son Tommy on this planet, I found out that my husband Steven cheated on me. The man I thought I could trust most stabbed me in the back. And that was just before I faced the most challenging task of my life: a very difficult delivery. I was on my own. After giving birth, he casually walked over and wanted to hold 'his' baby.

Then I did this...

I still couldn’t believe that I had to face the birth of my baby by myself. After strenuous hours of labor, he finally came into the world healthy and happy. Seeing little Tommy made me the happiest woman on earth, so when my soon-to-be ex-husband barged into the room demanding to hold his son, he had another thing coming. 

In my books, he was a cheater. Nevertheless, he declared that a father had the right to hold his son. Tommy apparently was the boy that would continue his family name. However, I knew that Steven would stop dead in his tracks when I told him the secret I was withholding from him…

As Steven reached out, I pulled Tommy closer and locked eyes with Steven, ready to unveil the truth.

From the tears in my eyes to the nervous way I clenched Tommy, Steven was unaware of the emotional whirlwind he was about to be thrust into…

We weren’t always fighting like this. Life with Steven used to be easy; our love story was like the pages of a fairy tale come to life. We used to live in our own little world of shared laughter, spontaneous trips, midnight dance sessions in our pajamas and whispered promises under starlit skies. 

However, I should have seen the signs. We had been trying for a child for years, increasing the tension at home. This tension only made our time in the bedroom less spontaneous. I remember Steven calling it a chore once. Nothing had hurt me more than the passion leaving our lives…

At one point, I feared he just wasn’t attracted to me anymore, especially when he asked something of me that shot my confidence. I remember he told me he loved me but had to find himself in the bedroom again. He argued that it would revitalize our marriage in a way that it once was…

I believe the day he asked me if we could open the relationship for a short period was when it all started to crumble. It was the day that cracks began to form in our strong foundation. I even bet that the woman he cheated on me with, he wanted to screw when he asked me that horrid question.

I remember having to think about it, making a few bad decisions by telling my sister about this whole predicament, and being invited for a night out with her. Steven had wanted me to say yes and believed that by going out, I would change my mind as I would see what an open relationship had to offer.

He had a point, I did understand what it could mean after that night, but that was the exact reason why I shot him down. I thought it was just a hurdle we had to overcome and that everything would return to its fairy tale beginning when I got pregnant. Then I got pregnant.

At first, it was ecstasy for Steven and me when we finally saw the double lines on the pregnancy test. After so many negative tests, it was a beacon of light in the darkness. However, I should never have hoped that this little bundle of joy that grew inside me would save my marriage…