Nothing has been spoken yet. She seems a bit warmer to me and I feel the closer we get to this Saturday the more likely it is I will be going. However, she sees her therapist today so I am sure it will be a topic. Personally, having thought about it a week. Going to her sister's party is not worth unneeded stress. I really don't care anymore about it. If she says she wants to go alone I will say, "OK, no problem," and be very matter-of-fact about it -- as if it's wouldn't bother me either way. Would I like to be there with my kids? Sure. But not at the risk of stressing her out about it. BUT...I will be putting my foot down regarding our kids' 2nd birthday. If she suggests separate parties again, I will tell her that I am not throwing a party for OUR kids that we will both not be attending. I am not inviting my 3 siblings and their families so they can come over and be forced to deal with our issues because my wife isn't present. No way. I will be at whatever party she wants to throw. I'd rather keep any potential arguments over our family and not someone else's. Her sister's party is a few hours Saturday afternoon. Let her go alone with the boys if that's what she wants. Not gonna let it bother me.
Her behavior lately has been revealing more guilt on her part. Little things. For instance, last night we put the kids to bed and one of my son's took almost an hour to fall asleep. So, I ususally wait outside their room and when one of them starts making noise I go in to settle them down. Well, last night I started that process at about 7:25 pm and it went until about 8:30pm. All the while, she sat in the den watching her soaps while I took care of the kids. Then, after realizing that it was getting too late to eat, she went into the kitchen and heated up some leftovers for herself and ate while I was with the kids. We order out a lot, so it seemed like she was waiting for me until it got too late. Then, after she was done, she came upstairs and saw me outside the room and she walked up to me and I told her he was still awake. He fell asleep a few minutes later while she stood outside his door. So, I went down to the kitchen and opened the fridge to see what I was going to eat. She comes downstairs and starts making suggestions, "There are chicken breasts in there that I defrosted if you want"; "My mom sent over some eggplant if you want.." I am saying to myself, 'Why do you care what I eat?' Is that guilt good or bad?
