It was Robert’s birthday on Sunday. We organized a small celebration for his colleagues. While everyone was sitting at the table, I was in the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye, I overheard a very unpleasant conversation between my husband and his friends.

Before I had children, I had a wonderful slender body. I used to dance as a child and went to the gym before giving birth. I met my future husband at my best friend’s wedding. I was the maid of honor, he was the groomsman. Since then, we have not parted ways. Seven months into the relationship, I found out I was pregnant. Robert was very happy about it, we got married and started living together.

The pregnancy was not easy. I had to go into labor. The doctors immediately warned me not to do any sports or active movements. Since then, I had to “give up” my classes. I gave birth to a healthy baby girl, but I quickly returned to my previous form. When my daughter was three years old, I found out about my second pregnancy. Seven months ago, I gave birth to a boy.

In the first months of his life, the baby was restless, often staying awake at night, crying and being held almost all the time. And then there was my older daughter, who also required attention… Since then, I have forgotten about good sleep and normal nutrition. I also have to do all the housework. Because of the constant stress, my body gave up. Instead of losing weight, I gained even more. I just eat up all my worries.

It makes me feel broken and unattractive. My husband doesn’t say anything. So I was sure that my extra pounds were not that important to him. But I found out the truth later.

It was Robert’s birthday on Sunday. We organized a small celebration for his colleagues. While everyone was sitting at the table, I was in the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye, I overheard a very unpleasant conversation between my husband and his friends.

His friends were asking Robert about our intimate life after the birth of our children. He started laughing out loud.

– “Have you seen my wife? What intimate life? Well, if only with the lights off…

I pretended not to hear anything. And when my friends left, I told them that I had heard their conversation. Robert began to make excuses, saying that he didn’t think so and that he had to keep the conversation going with his friends.

I replied that if I heard him say something like that at least once more, it would not be the pounds that would be extra, but him in my life.

 

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It was Robert’s birthday on Sunday. We organized a small celebration for his colleagues. While everyone was sitting at the table, I was in the kitchen. Out of the corner of my eye, I overheard a very unpleasant conversation between my husband and his friends.