I think I’m not, but maybe I am.
My DP and I were invited to a wedding last year. His oldest friend from his first job. My DP was asked to be in the wedding party, and the wedding is next weekend in America (his fiance was born in the states but hasn’t lived their for some time).
In that time, we’ve had a baby who is now 6 weeks old. I assumed from the off my DP would back out of the wedding but he hasn’t. I’ve told him how anxious and upset I feel about being alone with the baby (he is really colicky and has such bad reflux) but he’s still adamant he’s going.
He’s spent hundreds on flights and accommodation as he’s taking his adult children from his previous relationship, who weren’t on the invite but he’s taking them in my place. I floated the idea of us taking the baby a while ago and he shot it down saying he thinks he is too little to fly (that’s when I assumed he wouldn’t go).
They’re going for a week and spending three days sight seeing as well.
I’ve been doing all the night shifts with the baby, I’m knackered, I’m anxious, I’m tearful, I’ve only just stopped bleeding after a very difficult birth.
We don’t live in the same country as my parents so it’s not even like they can step in to help (and they run their own business which is hard for them to take time off from - this time of year is their busiest time).
There’s no changing his mind but I suppose I just wanted some reassurance that I’m not the most unreasonable bitch ever, as I’ve been told I am being difficult.
It’s an irrelevant side note but this old friend didn’t acknowledge the birth of our baby at all and my DP is always going on about how weddings are pointless and marriage is meaningless, so that stings a bit too.
I just keep crying. It’s all they keep talking about in the family WhatsApp group we have and I honestly just feel sick when I think about it.