For many years doctors told me that I was infertile, and then, miraculously, I got a two-stripe test. I was sure that the birth of two daughters would be a special moment for our family, but everything happened differently. My husband didn’t feel any joy. He just disappeared from our lives.
Given my health problems, the pregnancy was difficult. For months I was in the hospital for preservation so that the babies would be born healthy. When I held my daughters in my arms for the first time, I forgot about all the pain and problems.
I remember the day when my husband first came to the maternity hospital in detail. He had a look of total indifference on his face – no emotion whatsoever.
Hi. Aren’t they wonderful? – I asked.
My husband came closer and asked:
Who are you talking about?
I was totally puzzled and added:
About our daughters. They are Sonia and Maria.
You know that I dreamed of having a son,” he said with anger in his voice, and I didn’t understand how anyone could say that now.
Igor, what does it matter? The main thing is that our children are healthy. Am I not right?
No, I don’t agree with you. They’re your children, not ours. It’s not what I expected from a pregnancy.
After that sentence, he just turned around and walked away.
Later, my spouse said in his defence that I deceived him and did not live up to his expectations. You see, I was supposed to give him a son.
At that moment, I just had an epiphany. I was so hurt and offended that there are no words to describe it. I felt as if the ground had fallen out from under my feet. The babies clung to me more tightly as if trying to comfort me.
The husband didn’t call or come round. Not after a day, not after a week, not after a month. I found out from mutual friends that he was going on holiday abroad. His mother-in-law is on his side – she thinks her son has made the right decision. She called me and accused me of ruining our family with my actions.
I realised that it was time to stop communicating with these people, because they were hurting me. I knew that I had someone to live for and hold on to, so I tried to be strong and not give up.
Soon I hired a lawyer to handle the divorce proceedings. I made sure my ex had nothing to do with my daughters. That’s what he wanted. God is his judge.
