My wife’s LTA went from emotional to physical two months after she became pregnant with our second child.
People have asked, and yes, my son is my son. AP was an EMT, he wore his blood type on his ID, no chance of a match there.
Fairly tough to watch a perfectionist fail and fall so far, but when that perfectionist coil breaks, the fall from grace can be as bad as it gets.
A person who never got a B in her life at any level, never got in any kind of trouble (she never drank, never did drugs, never missed a day of work or school, ever) — when she finally failed, she failed big.
And yeah, during an A, no one gets any parenting awards of any kind.
When the AP dropped her like a bad habit four years in, she decided her way back to grace was being the best mother possible and based on our collective effort, our sons are amazing, kind and good men (youngest just turned 30).
Most folks don’t know about the A. My choice. Those who do know live in another state and respect my privacy about it when I catch up with them.
Our kids were young enough, they don’t even recall the AP.
I chose not to tell them. Not out of kindness for my wife. I just kind of believe that unless either son experiences infidelity, it isn’t their business. It isn’t their business when things are going well in the bedroom, they sure don’t have to know about what went wrong, unless they experience the same thing I did.
Infidelity is as selfish as gets, no argument there.
However, I do think that part of my wife’s road back to being her best self was the focus she put on our kids.
The A was a long time secret, so I was the last part of her owning her poor choices. I don’t give her credit for NOT trying to take it to her grave, after all, the decade plus it was a secret, it really hurt our M. The one part we got right was the kids, at least once her A was over.