I'd love thoughts or advice from anyone who's btdt.
Here's an overview of my situation with big kids: http://www.mothering.com/discussions....php?t=1228429 .
New one is coming in about a month, and some days, I lay in my quiet house when kids are gone and realize, "I get to be with this baby every day." But instead of happy, I cry and cry over all the time I've lost with my other three kids, and how much I'll continue to lose.
Things with their father (first three kids' dad) happens like yesterday, when he refused to bring dd to (yet another of) her school concert during his custodial time; my husband tries to reassure me by saying, "At least you know our baby won't have to deal with this," and I feel such sadness and guilt at all the opportunities this baby will have that my other three can't because their father refuses to allow anything except staying at his house during his custodial time.
It's so hard to be welcoming our baby into the world with such hugely conflicting emotions -- all the joy at the new baby, and all the sadness over the losses my three incurred when their father and I separated. Some days I almost wonder if the escalating not-quite-abusive physical behavior that led me to separate from him was better or worse for him than this; if having a father who would unpredictably grab at or swat at them was better or worse than a father who can't physically hurt them anymore, but who hurts them in so many other ways. At least when he was absent in our home, I was still there to care for them. (It's been over 5 years since I asked him to either stop hitting the kids or to move out.)
How do you balance feeling so joyful over bringing a new baby into the world -- one that you can hug every day, one that you won't be entrenched in court battles for your right to breastfeed, etc (youngest ds was just barely 1 when xh moved out) -- with the guilt and sadness that comes of having your other kids gone from you almost half the time, and feeling powerless to influence a life where they are just left to drift half the time in a home where they are loved but not respected as people?
Here's an overview of my situation with big kids: http://www.mothering.com/discussions....php?t=1228429 .
New one is coming in about a month, and some days, I lay in my quiet house when kids are gone and realize, "I get to be with this baby every day." But instead of happy, I cry and cry over all the time I've lost with my other three kids, and how much I'll continue to lose.
Things with their father (first three kids' dad) happens like yesterday, when he refused to bring dd to (yet another of) her school concert during his custodial time; my husband tries to reassure me by saying, "At least you know our baby won't have to deal with this," and I feel such sadness and guilt at all the opportunities this baby will have that my other three can't because their father refuses to allow anything except staying at his house during his custodial time.
It's so hard to be welcoming our baby into the world with such hugely conflicting emotions -- all the joy at the new baby, and all the sadness over the losses my three incurred when their father and I separated. Some days I almost wonder if the escalating not-quite-abusive physical behavior that led me to separate from him was better or worse for him than this; if having a father who would unpredictably grab at or swat at them was better or worse than a father who can't physically hurt them anymore, but who hurts them in so many other ways. At least when he was absent in our home, I was still there to care for them. (It's been over 5 years since I asked him to either stop hitting the kids or to move out.)
How do you balance feeling so joyful over bringing a new baby into the world -- one that you can hug every day, one that you won't be entrenched in court battles for your right to breastfeed, etc (youngest ds was just barely 1 when xh moved out) -- with the guilt and sadness that comes of having your other kids gone from you almost half the time, and feeling powerless to influence a life where they are just left to drift half the time in a home where they are loved but not respected as people?







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