Gloom Doom

February 11, 2015

Ten days since I found out that my husband of three years has fathered a child out of a one-night stand with another woman.

I have been behind my filing activities at home. On Feb 1st, I sat down in front of the computer determined to organize our shared drive. I saw old photos and deleted some. Suddenly, a set of photos taken Jan 6th, 2015 showed my husband carrying a child, rather awkwardly. Maybe, a colleague in the office brought her child.

A few days later, I see another set of photos taken the day before, my husband carrying a child on his lap and taken in our condominium overseas. And another photo of a woman with the same baby in the same place.  My heart stopped, then raced. I felt like a bucket of cold water just washed over me, I felt clammy and my heart was racing, my breathing was labored. What do I do? it’s the middle of the day and my husband is travelling. I paced then decided to call his cellphone. Several rings and none, it’s midnight wherever he is. I continued to dial until he answered. I asked while controlling my voice, ‘Did you father a child with another woman?” he couldn’t answer and I knew my suspicions were right at that moment. He muttered something along the lines of, ‘let’s wait till I get back, I’ll explain the circumstances.” What circumstances to explain, the bottom line is he was sleeping with someone else and fathered a child. My brain raced and thought of all the complications this presents in our life.

I wanted to sleep like Rip Van Winkle and wake up same day that this crisis is all over.