Motherhood, and our child, is a constant disappointment to my partner.
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I was taken a bit aback, I knew that my wife had always had some problems since our son was born, for various and sundry reasons his birth was complicated, coupled with either PPD or Bipolar disorder kicking in shortly after he was born, led to even further problems. However now at 3 years old I feel our son is a relatively good kid, he does do a few things that make us a little worried that he may be autistic, and has always been a bit more on the timid side (at 2 he still just cried if another child took one of his toys away, even if that other child was only a few months old).
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The final straw (today) seemed to be we went to a kite festival, and he wanted to go on the bouncy castle, fine, no problem, we get tickets, wait in line, it's his turn, and he gets on, and then just sits in the corner crying for the allotted time. I'm not sure what he was expecting, or what we were, but it seemed to break the camels back.
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We made our way towards the exit and my wife said that this isn't the first time he's done things like this (which is dead true, it isn't) and that she finds him a constant disappointment, my reaction, well I basically told her she needs to think about whether she really wants to be his mother then, maybe I was harsh, but it's how I feel, that she can either stop expecting him to be a perfect child, or she can leave, and go and live somewhere else. I don't want to lose my wife, but I really don't know what else I can do.
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I feel like I've spent the last 3 years walking on egg shells trying to help out and make things right, and I am just reaching the end of my rope, and it's eating my up, because I honestly feel like maybe our lives would have been better if she had committed suicide when she was threatening to, and in sane moments I'd never think that, but that's where I am.
















