I have 3 days to make a choice between myself and my marriage.
My husband has given me an ultimatum. He requested I stop posting images of my breastfeeding journey on social media or he will end our marriage.
Upon receiving this, I requested some time to process his request.
He said he’d like an answer by Sunday.
Firstly, in honor of all the mamas out there NOW, and all those who have gone BEFORE, in a time when public breastfeeding was common and before the “perfect wife” was capitalized on, before the church and government began shaming women’s body’s, and IN HONOR OF ALL WOMEN, I want to share this photo while there’s still time left. I took this photo after 15 hours of all-natural labor and delivery at home when my daughter was a few moments old. The very first thing my daughter wanted when she entered this world was my breast. It was one of the few most sacred moments of my life, and I felt compelled to document it. I want to share this photo with the world before Sunday, when I’ll make one of the following decisions:
Option A) Stay with my husband (whom I love deeply, have endless amounts of fun with, WHO’S FAULT IT IS NOT that he’s been so severely brainwashed by a patriarchal society and whom I’m DESPERATELY PLEADING WITH TO WAKE UP) and commit to not sharing another photo of me on my breast feeding journey again per his request.
Option B) Have a gut-wrenching conversation with an almost 7 yr old who looked as cute as can be when he dressed up in his first-ever tuxedo back in June and tried to wrap his mind around the idea of marriage as his mom walked down an aisle in a wedding gown carrying his little sister inside of her tummy underneath it and made vows that when marriage wasn’t easy she wouldn’t quit, and to tell him that despite that day and those vows, that his new stepdad, whom he’s made room in his sweet and ever-expanding heart for and grown accustom to video gaming and laughing alongside, will be moving out of our house and separating from me. Choosing option B will give me the freedom to express myself while resuming life as a single mother, now with two kids instead of one.
Which option would you choose?