I don't know what to say in regards to what H. is feeling about children. I do not think he planned for o.w. to get pregnant, but once she did and he got to know her other child so well he bonded very much with the whole situation which I can understand, although it is painful.
He says now that she is not, the circumstances are different and that he isn't sure what he is going to do in regards to their R. I think he wants to have his own kids someday, yes, but I don't necessarily think he means right now.

I called him and left a vm today. He returned my call about an hour ago. He was at the house he lives at and I could hear the little girl in the background. He asked me if things were ok; I said yes, and asked who that was. He told me; I asked if he was babysitting and he said no. I told him I was surprised that he would call me while he has company. He said that he noticed I'd called a few times and wanted to be sure everything here was ok. I told him it was.
I told him that we have a lot to talk about. He said he agreed. I asked him to come over tomorrow; he said he couldn't. (He is off though, but must already have plans). I said, "I thought you told me that your R. with her had ended." He said, "Not yet." I said, "Well, you had told me that she broke things off with you." He said, "Well, that's not entirely the truth."

I had reached my breaking point. I told him that I loved him and I wanted him to come home. I asked him if he was thinking about it, and he said, "Yes." Then he asked me if he could please call me back later on. I said, "Before you go I want you to be honest with me. Don't say that unless you mean it. Are you really thinking about coming back home?" He said, "Yes."
And he said he'd call later on.

WTH? I am honestly so confused right now. If he wants this to be over with so badly, then why does he continue to put off coming over to talk to me in person about what we are going to do? And if he's thinking about coming back, then why is o.w. with him today?


Most of us really marry only once. First love endures, even unto our dying day. And we never really divorce.