My heart is breaking right now. When my DJ and I got married 10 years ago, we both wanted 2 children. Due to my serious health problems, I was lucky enough to have one son nine years ago. He is a lovely boy but has severe autism and also inherited my horrible (unrelated) illness that my doctors had told me was not hereditary.
My health has also somewhat deteriorated too so dh and I decided not to have anymore bio kids. Over the years, I've looked into adoption but dh was never really on board with that. About 4 years ago, I gave up and have mourned quite a bit about all these things, honestly.
Just when I felt I had come to terms with everything, I made the mistake of asking DH if he'd thought about getting a vasectomy finally. Condoms suck and it would be dangerous for me to get pregnant again. Yes, I'm 46, but still need to be careful.
Anyway, he said, "I haven't been sure what to do because after you die, I might want to have another child. But that's not very likely so I guess I should."
I was floored. It hurts to write about this. We've always been pretty sure I might pass away before him, but I had no idea he wanted another kid that much, and that he was thinking he might have one with another woman. He also told me he wouldn't consider adoption with me because he didnt think I could handle the burden of taking care of a child, but otherwise he would've agreed to it.
I am so sad now, and he doesn't understand why I'm so devastated. It doesn't help that I recently lost a job I loved too.
I can barely look at him now. I guess we need counseling, but ironically, I just feel too depressed for it. I feel so trapped in this marriage with my callous husband and challenging child. I haven't talked to anyone else about this because I dont feel like anyone will understand.
Thanks for listening