Well, a rather difficult couple of days. Last week my oldest got strep throat, and soon after W started to get sick. Then baby got a cough, which turned out to be croup. I took him into the doctor yesterday and got him tested for strep, negative, and got a steroid prescribed for his breathing. Picked that up and went home. W had stayed home from work for the day, was looking really rough. I could tell she wanted me to stay home to take care of the boys for the rest of the day but that's really not possible on Friday, one of my busiest days. I left for work. Her bff calls me, asking about W, If she can help in any way. I told her to call wife, as I don't want to get involved. Told her I'm in a difficult spot. Bff says "what do you mean?" BFF truly is clueless. I said I didn't want to get into it but clearly I can't take care of W like I used to. Went to work, very busy day. Bff texts that W is doing really bad and could I come home. I say sorry I can't. The. I text Ws mom and tell her to call W but please not say that I asked her to. Ws mom ends up going over.

Same story this morning. I get up with kids, make breakfast and go to work. W says she is feeling a bit better, and that she will probably take her night out of the house tonight. She's either on her deathbed or leaving so: par for the course. Once at work, in getting texts from her bff, her mom and from W asking me to come home, which again is nearly impossible for me to do on a Saturday. Ended up leaving ninety minutes early, now home and taking my boys to dinner.

I'm in a sitch that feels impossible right now, but trying not to get frustrated. Want to look out for my boys but it means caving to my W often. She is sick almost every other week.


M: 33
W: 33
M: 9 T: 10
3 S's: 8, 6 and 1.5
BD: 8/3/14
Living together