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My husband and I sat side by side on the therapist’s couch, our fingers intertwined as the doctor asked what marital problems had brought us to his office. My husband sighed and said the unexpected: “I’m tired of always being put last on my wife’s priority list.”
I argued that it was my job as a mother of four to prioritize our children’s needs. My husband countered with several examples for the therapist: how sex had been on the back burner for years because I was too busy with the kids, and how we lived by their schedule, not our own. If my husband wanted a romantic weekend getaway with me, I always refused, claiming I didn’t feel comfortable leaving our kids with a sitter.
Whenever he tried to surprise me with a little gift, I would return it for a refund to use the extra cash on the girls’ dance class costumes or the boys’ music lessons. At the time, I didn’t realize how insulting this was to my husband, or the guilt he felt for wanting more attention from me. He had been my primary focus in the early days of our marriage, but that focus was rerouted after our children were born. As much as he appreciated my motherly attentiveness, he also wanted to feel just as important to me, if not more so.
Ethels Tell All
Writers behind The Ethel newsletter aimed at women 55+ share their personal stories related to the joys and challenges of aging.
In the years after therapy, I tried to fix things in our relationship once I learned the truth behind my husband’s marital disgruntlement. And it worked, at least for a while. I made a greater effort to be there for him emotionally and physically, but over time I drifted back into the lane that prioritized our children as they went off to college, married and had children of their own.
My husband had hoped he would finally have my full attention now that we were empty nesters, but I was still very involved in my adult kids’ lives. He would plan dinner dates with our friends or weekend trips to the beach just for the two of us, but if the kids wanted to get together, I would cancel his plans. Several times I made the mistake of inviting the kids and grandkids to join us on a few of our weekend vacations, and my husband was not happy. Of course the kids noticed his grumpiness but chose to ignore it so it wouldn’t ruin our fun.
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