This morning I feel terrible. I am fighting becoming the WAW. I love my husband, but some verrry important parts of our relationship have been missing for years. Lastnight he was very distant, bad day at work I suppose. We barely spoke, he yelled at the kids alot, and sat at his computer litterally all night. This has become his norm. He spends from the time he gets home until latenight (we never go to bed together) sitting playing games, often on the phone with friends. We used to do this together. We used to rock. We would parent, do the house stuff, relax together and then bed. Now I am largely left on my own. He is barely a roommate. At least now I see where he is coming from.
I guess now I need to detach and let him figure out what he wants. Is it selfish to think about what I want? I want the man that takes us out to breakfast and walks to the store with me. I want the man with the sense of humor and warm smile. I want him to make a point of going to bed with me. I want my $#/% £&* husband back.
