Alright, before you judge, let me explain it.
I was with Donna in high school, we were absolutely head over heels in love with each other. After high school, (we were living together) she got an amazing career offer 2 states away (we're in Australia, we were in Melbourne, she got an offer from the Gold Coast). We discussed it and since I had a stable job that wasn't one that could be copied, it was a very unique, and well paying career. We soon decided that she would accept the job and we would try and keep the relationship going, unfortunately after 5 months of being away from each other, we both agreed to let it go because it was just too hard. I was devastated, I loved Donna with all of my heart but it was what needed to be done. We stayed friends and often had 3 hour long chats on the phone, about what's going on in life...
After ages of being single, I met Naomi. We started seeing each other and things were going great, she was fun, had a good sense of humour and a seemingly stable lifestyle. After 7 months, I found out that she was pregnant (with out son who is now 5). She thought that we needed a little break so she went to stay with her sister for 2 weeks, in that time, I had found out that she was taking drugs. I was furious, she had kept it from be for over half a year!
I soon forgave her, and she started seeing someone and went to drug management sessions to cut down for our baby. We got married. When our son was 2, she fell pregnant again. That's when things got tough... We'd fight about her drug problems, our parenting strategies, etc. When our second son was 12 months old, we had a serious break. I still lived with her, but I slept in the spare bedroom and we agreed that we could see other people, as long as we kept the routines with our boys, stable.
I was in the city with my mates at a bar (kids at Naomi's mum's place), and I saw Donna... I thought to myself. NO, don't go there! But after chatting to each other, we just bonded. It was like high school, everything was perfect. I had told her about my kids but after the second one was born, we slowly stopped talking. I went back to her house, and yes, you can guess what happened next...
I went home the next day, told Naomi about it (but didn't tell her how much history we had), and she then told me that she had been with another man as well. I was fine with that, we had agreed to see other people, so it was all good.
After a month or two of going on with my life, Donna called me. She was pregnant with my baby. (yes, we used every form of protection available!)
Yep, so me, still being separated from Naomi, began to do the whole, baby prep, with Donna. I loved it. Naomi never let me get involved with the first 2 boys, I couldn't go cot shopping with her, only her sister and mum could, I could barely even hold my own kids! Time passed and I felt tension in the air at home, Naomi was jealous, even if she had said that she was fine.
My third son was born and things were hectic! After the breastfeeding stage, I got to bring my new son home for longer times (more than 1 night, not that I didn't see him a lot, I saw him all the time). The 2 eldest boys adored him, he was spoiled for attention! Dexter, the eldest of the three, even gave him his beloved stuffed rabbit. That actually made me cry...
Still being single, (I wasn't the boyfriend to Naomi or Donna) Naomi tried to get a little closer to me, I felt so unconformable and I didn't want to get her, or our boys hopes up.
When my youngest son was around 5 months old, more of Naomi's lies came up. There were more drugs, more men, more parties. She's allowed to have a social life, just like I do, but it was getting out of hand... Binge drinking began too.
I told her that I was going to stay with a mate who lived in the city, closer to my job, from Monday-Friday, and come home on the weekends, she obviously didn't like that and had a bit of a breakdown. I didn't end up going and stayed with her to support her while she was frantic.
Now, my youngest is 13 months old and I'm still living with Naomi, yet growing so much closer to Donna... I stay at her house (we do nothing and sleep in separate rooms)
The other night, Naomi and myself had a massive fight. Our worst one yet. All surrounded around Adam, my youngest son.
Naomi kicked me out, along with our 2 boys... I went to Donna's house, and we've been staying with her for a few nights now. Naomi called me and insisted that I come pick up my (previously OUR) 2 dogs.
I know for a fact that I'll never get back with Naomi, but I want to get together with Donna... The 2 eldest boys adore her like a second mother but I'm not sure if it's a good idea...?
(Donna, Naomi and myself are all in our late 20's, Dexter (eldest) is 5. Bennett (middle) is 3. And Adam (youngest, Donna's) is just over 1.
Sorry that was so long,
I was with Donna in high school, we were absolutely head over heels in love with each other. After high school, (we were living together) she got an amazing career offer 2 states away (we're in Australia, we were in Melbourne, she got an offer from the Gold Coast). We discussed it and since I had a stable job that wasn't one that could be copied, it was a very unique, and well paying career. We soon decided that she would accept the job and we would try and keep the relationship going, unfortunately after 5 months of being away from each other, we both agreed to let it go because it was just too hard. I was devastated, I loved Donna with all of my heart but it was what needed to be done. We stayed friends and often had 3 hour long chats on the phone, about what's going on in life...
After ages of being single, I met Naomi. We started seeing each other and things were going great, she was fun, had a good sense of humour and a seemingly stable lifestyle. After 7 months, I found out that she was pregnant (with out son who is now 5). She thought that we needed a little break so she went to stay with her sister for 2 weeks, in that time, I had found out that she was taking drugs. I was furious, she had kept it from be for over half a year!
I soon forgave her, and she started seeing someone and went to drug management sessions to cut down for our baby. We got married. When our son was 2, she fell pregnant again. That's when things got tough... We'd fight about her drug problems, our parenting strategies, etc. When our second son was 12 months old, we had a serious break. I still lived with her, but I slept in the spare bedroom and we agreed that we could see other people, as long as we kept the routines with our boys, stable.
I was in the city with my mates at a bar (kids at Naomi's mum's place), and I saw Donna... I thought to myself. NO, don't go there! But after chatting to each other, we just bonded. It was like high school, everything was perfect. I had told her about my kids but after the second one was born, we slowly stopped talking. I went back to her house, and yes, you can guess what happened next...
I went home the next day, told Naomi about it (but didn't tell her how much history we had), and she then told me that she had been with another man as well. I was fine with that, we had agreed to see other people, so it was all good.
After a month or two of going on with my life, Donna called me. She was pregnant with my baby. (yes, we used every form of protection available!)
Yep, so me, still being separated from Naomi, began to do the whole, baby prep, with Donna. I loved it. Naomi never let me get involved with the first 2 boys, I couldn't go cot shopping with her, only her sister and mum could, I could barely even hold my own kids! Time passed and I felt tension in the air at home, Naomi was jealous, even if she had said that she was fine.
My third son was born and things were hectic! After the breastfeeding stage, I got to bring my new son home for longer times (more than 1 night, not that I didn't see him a lot, I saw him all the time). The 2 eldest boys adored him, he was spoiled for attention! Dexter, the eldest of the three, even gave him his beloved stuffed rabbit. That actually made me cry...
Still being single, (I wasn't the boyfriend to Naomi or Donna) Naomi tried to get a little closer to me, I felt so unconformable and I didn't want to get her, or our boys hopes up.
When my youngest son was around 5 months old, more of Naomi's lies came up. There were more drugs, more men, more parties. She's allowed to have a social life, just like I do, but it was getting out of hand... Binge drinking began too.
I told her that I was going to stay with a mate who lived in the city, closer to my job, from Monday-Friday, and come home on the weekends, she obviously didn't like that and had a bit of a breakdown. I didn't end up going and stayed with her to support her while she was frantic.
Now, my youngest is 13 months old and I'm still living with Naomi, yet growing so much closer to Donna... I stay at her house (we do nothing and sleep in separate rooms)
The other night, Naomi and myself had a massive fight. Our worst one yet. All surrounded around Adam, my youngest son.
Naomi kicked me out, along with our 2 boys... I went to Donna's house, and we've been staying with her for a few nights now. Naomi called me and insisted that I come pick up my (previously OUR) 2 dogs.
I know for a fact that I'll never get back with Naomi, but I want to get together with Donna... The 2 eldest boys adore her like a second mother but I'm not sure if it's a good idea...?
(Donna, Naomi and myself are all in our late 20's, Dexter (eldest) is 5. Bennett (middle) is 3. And Adam (youngest, Donna's) is just over 1.
Sorry that was so long,