WH came to p/u our kids tonight. I kept thinking this is just not right! Sending an almost 3 year old and a 9 month old away from their mommy. I hate it! I don't get anything back from WH either. Nothing like he misses me or wants this to work for the kids. Nothing.
Oh, I thought of one thing. Last night, the phone rang at 3:22am. Here is the conv.
Me: Hello?
WH: BS, I woke up with this incredible urge that something is wrong. Will you check on the kids for me?
Me: Well, the baby is right here beside me and she's fine
WH: Well, do you mind going to check on DS?
Me: Ok
WH: I just woke up with the feeling like something is wrong...
Me: There is something wrong...you're not here. He's fine. Listen to his breathing. Did you hear it?
WH: No. Ok. Thanks. Go back to sleep

I called him again a few minutes later and said
Me: Maybe this "incredible urge" that you feel is the Lord talking to you. Just think about it okay?
WH: Okay. Goodnight.
Me: Goodnight.

He started tanning. That bothers me. He said he thought to do it because I was doing it. I was doing it to try to feel better about myself. I'm sure he's trying to do it to look good for all the girls. It makes me so mad.
I start counseling tomorrow to work on my anger and resentment toward him and to really find out if I want him back or not. He is really LB me with all this that he's putting us through.