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Began to hint to her husband that it is time to have a second child, but learned unpleasant things about our apartment
For a young family, development and perspective are very important. As you know, the housing issue is particularly acute. For example, if flatThe young wife will feel relatively safe, because there is always confidence that she and her children will have a place to live and form a healthy unit of society.
On the other hand, not having an angle in this world is a difficult task both morally and physically. This is both rent and uncertainty about the future. So what do mothers and children do to make everyone happy?
My childhood was spent among a pile of homework, additional lessons and eternal cleaning for my younger sister and brothers. Since I was a senior, most of the “small” family responsibilities lay with me. So I know better than anyone else how wonderful it is to get into your corner and indulge in at least reading an interesting book.
Realizing where everything is going, I decided to study for myself and get a good job. At the age of 13 or 14, I wanted to be a careerist. School was finished with honors, and I went to college. My relationship with my family did not work out: my parents reproached me for abandoning them, I do not want to help the younger “insane” and so on. But I had a purpose.
At the institute, I was also interested, and I completely dived into the pool of study, with my head. My dorm roommates soon stopped inviting me to discos and walks with guys: they saw that such offers only angered me. I was only busy learning as much as I could, so I wouldn't deny myself anything. After college, I got a good job in the office.
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There I met my future husband. I didn't like him at first. He was 6 years older than me and he was at the same level as me. No business acumen, on a date, he only joked stupidly and tried to make me laugh. Not my type, absolutely. But he had one trump card: his own apartment. This option meant a lot to me, and I decided to get to know him better.
It turned out that he was quite a good man, although with his cockroaches. Lots of friends, acquaintances. Lots of hobbies I still can't understand. Why climb mountains to go skiing at the risk of breaking your bones? In addition, it costs a lot of money and just exhausting. Not mine at all. But I'll keep going. Anyway, we got married. We had a baby. Overall, I was comfortable.
But I wanted more. Second child and moving to a private home. To do this, you would need to save a little and sell your husband’s apartment. With the money I have already looked at a few good options, when suddenly... I find out my husband's apartment isn't his. It's on my father-in-law, so we can't sell it.
It was a big blow. Because now I couldn't plan for the future, have another baby, nothing. All this time we lived with his parents, just separately. My hands are down. There were quarrels and not so much. Mutual distrust and the devaluation of relations began. Pipe. My husband has a brother.
I won't bother you with the details, but my husband and I are on the verge of divorce. I want him to talk to his parents. I want them to sign the house for my husband. We will move out of their apartment in the city and pay more, and we will settle in their house. So everyone will win: we will be able to have another child, and his parents will be able to enjoy their grandchildren living in a neat city apartment.
I don't understand why my husband is against it. He said he would never take that step. And the fact that he lied to me, the mother of his child, about the apartment, in his opinion, is normal. Can you tell me if I’m doing the right thing, or if there’s another option? Thank you, I'm waiting for your answers.
In my personal opinion, not everything in this story. "Site". On the one hand, lying to your wife is not very good, especially when you are practically related. But on the other hand, you can wait a little and just make money to expand the living space. It just takes a little patience. Right?
On the other hand, not having an angle in this world is a difficult task both morally and physically. This is both rent and uncertainty about the future. So what do mothers and children do to make everyone happy?
My childhood was spent among a pile of homework, additional lessons and eternal cleaning for my younger sister and brothers. Since I was a senior, most of the “small” family responsibilities lay with me. So I know better than anyone else how wonderful it is to get into your corner and indulge in at least reading an interesting book.
Realizing where everything is going, I decided to study for myself and get a good job. At the age of 13 or 14, I wanted to be a careerist. School was finished with honors, and I went to college. My relationship with my family did not work out: my parents reproached me for abandoning them, I do not want to help the younger “insane” and so on. But I had a purpose.
At the institute, I was also interested, and I completely dived into the pool of study, with my head. My dorm roommates soon stopped inviting me to discos and walks with guys: they saw that such offers only angered me. I was only busy learning as much as I could, so I wouldn't deny myself anything. After college, I got a good job in the office.
542267
There I met my future husband. I didn't like him at first. He was 6 years older than me and he was at the same level as me. No business acumen, on a date, he only joked stupidly and tried to make me laugh. Not my type, absolutely. But he had one trump card: his own apartment. This option meant a lot to me, and I decided to get to know him better.
It turned out that he was quite a good man, although with his cockroaches. Lots of friends, acquaintances. Lots of hobbies I still can't understand. Why climb mountains to go skiing at the risk of breaking your bones? In addition, it costs a lot of money and just exhausting. Not mine at all. But I'll keep going. Anyway, we got married. We had a baby. Overall, I was comfortable.
But I wanted more. Second child and moving to a private home. To do this, you would need to save a little and sell your husband’s apartment. With the money I have already looked at a few good options, when suddenly... I find out my husband's apartment isn't his. It's on my father-in-law, so we can't sell it.
It was a big blow. Because now I couldn't plan for the future, have another baby, nothing. All this time we lived with his parents, just separately. My hands are down. There were quarrels and not so much. Mutual distrust and the devaluation of relations began. Pipe. My husband has a brother.
I won't bother you with the details, but my husband and I are on the verge of divorce. I want him to talk to his parents. I want them to sign the house for my husband. We will move out of their apartment in the city and pay more, and we will settle in their house. So everyone will win: we will be able to have another child, and his parents will be able to enjoy their grandchildren living in a neat city apartment.
I don't understand why my husband is against it. He said he would never take that step. And the fact that he lied to me, the mother of his child, about the apartment, in his opinion, is normal. Can you tell me if I’m doing the right thing, or if there’s another option? Thank you, I'm waiting for your answers.
In my personal opinion, not everything in this story. "Site". On the one hand, lying to your wife is not very good, especially when you are practically related. But on the other hand, you can wait a little and just make money to expand the living space. It just takes a little patience. Right?
A friend has been living in Stockholm for a couple of years, but never ceases to be surprised by the boring life of the Swedes.
Slim confectioner insists on replacing cakes with dessert without baking