Lesbian Female / 32
I'm thinking about this and my very best friend suggested that I write about it and get it out in the open. For me, as therapy.
My life is in a three way relationship. I'm the mother of the children, she is the wife, he is the father of the children, he is the husband. I didn't want to get so attached, but he is the father of my children, he is their father and I am their mother, and I suppose I would be a mother again. I am attached to him, attached like totally attached, hip to hip, mother and father attached.
It all started in a conversation over lunch with his wife. She was 32 and she had not been able to get pregnant and she had been told it wasn't going to happen. She was never going to have children. I was 22 and we worked together and she asked me at lunch that day to help her, to get pregnant with her husband and that way at least there would be a child in their life and the child would be his. This was a favor because there was no way that she could pay for it, I would have to use the insurance at work, and together we would see how we split the bills that weren't covered. A favor so she could have a child in her life.
She was my friend, more than a friend. We had many conversations, conversations with her and with him, this was a favor the ultimate favor one woman does for another. One night after dinner I went to bed with him to get pregnant. It wasn't supposed to be sex, but when a man holds you and penetrates you with his penis and ejaculates in you and you know that you are getting pregnant it is more than sex. I told her afterwards that this was more than sex, but we continued and we had sex many times until I was pregnant. Well we did not say I was pregnant, we said we were pregnant, all three of us.
When the baby was born, she was the most beautiful thing that you can imagine. This was our baby, and when I went home and our baby was there we decided that this baby would always have two mothers and one father. We swore that we would share being her mother. That morning, we decided there would be no adoption, there would be a mother and a father as nature intended and we would be her mothers. We, not me, we the two mothers helped her as she attached herself and began to nurse. We nursed her together, with each small suckle we became mothers together.
With time, we decided to have another baby, which like the first would always have two mothers.
Today we have an active home with two girls who are growing and becoming young ladies and they don't know a day in their lives that they don't have two mothers, they don't question it. One day they will need to understand how we sleep, who has sex with who, why their mothers sleep together and why their mothers visit their father. Because in setting up this three way home, it is the mothers that sleep together. We tried at first that husband and wife would continue to sleep together, but that did not work because no matter what the mothers wanted to be with each other and the babies and mothers with babies need to be very close with each other.
One day they will understand that. We believe that they will accept that having two mothers just multiplied the love that they would have and their mothers share one soul when it comes to their daughters and to each other and grew to belong to each other. We never intended to be each other's. We were supposed to be his, which we are his, but we belong to each other first.
He is of course their father, and we give him that space, and don't interfere with that space, the girls need a father. And we understand and accept our responsibilities to him, and we go to him, without any reservation, but we sleep with each other, we sleep together, when it comes to the good night kiss, the night time whispers, when it comes to drowning in each other's eyes, it is the mothers who look at each other and share each other and become one mother together and fall asleep together.
That is why this three way life is so hard. I love her more than anyone on earth and her asking me to be the mother of our children was the most important day of my life, because when she asked me to bear children for her I knew she had to love me as much as I loved her.
My life is in a three way relationship. I'm the mother of the children, she is the wife, he is the father of the children, he is the husband. I didn't want to get so attached, but he is the father of my children, he is their father and I am their mother, and I suppose I would be a mother again. I am attached to him, attached like totally attached, hip to hip, mother and father attached.
It all started in a conversation over lunch with his wife. She was 32 and she had not been able to get pregnant and she had been told it wasn't going to happen. She was never going to have children. I was 22 and we worked together and she asked me at lunch that day to help her, to get pregnant with her husband and that way at least there would be a child in their life and the child would be his. This was a favor because there was no way that she could pay for it, I would have to use the insurance at work, and together we would see how we split the bills that weren't covered. A favor so she could have a child in her life.
She was my friend, more than a friend. We had many conversations, conversations with her and with him, this was a favor the ultimate favor one woman does for another. One night after dinner I went to bed with him to get pregnant. It wasn't supposed to be sex, but when a man holds you and penetrates you with his penis and ejaculates in you and you know that you are getting pregnant it is more than sex. I told her afterwards that this was more than sex, but we continued and we had sex many times until I was pregnant. Well we did not say I was pregnant, we said we were pregnant, all three of us.
When the baby was born, she was the most beautiful thing that you can imagine. This was our baby, and when I went home and our baby was there we decided that this baby would always have two mothers and one father. We swore that we would share being her mother. That morning, we decided there would be no adoption, there would be a mother and a father as nature intended and we would be her mothers. We, not me, we the two mothers helped her as she attached herself and began to nurse. We nursed her together, with each small suckle we became mothers together.
With time, we decided to have another baby, which like the first would always have two mothers.
Today we have an active home with two girls who are growing and becoming young ladies and they don't know a day in their lives that they don't have two mothers, they don't question it. One day they will need to understand how we sleep, who has sex with who, why their mothers sleep together and why their mothers visit their father. Because in setting up this three way home, it is the mothers that sleep together. We tried at first that husband and wife would continue to sleep together, but that did not work because no matter what the mothers wanted to be with each other and the babies and mothers with babies need to be very close with each other.
One day they will understand that. We believe that they will accept that having two mothers just multiplied the love that they would have and their mothers share one soul when it comes to their daughters and to each other and grew to belong to each other. We never intended to be each other's. We were supposed to be his, which we are his, but we belong to each other first.
He is of course their father, and we give him that space, and don't interfere with that space, the girls need a father. And we understand and accept our responsibilities to him, and we go to him, without any reservation, but we sleep with each other, we sleep together, when it comes to the good night kiss, the night time whispers, when it comes to drowning in each other's eyes, it is the mothers who look at each other and share each other and become one mother together and fall asleep together.
That is why this three way life is so hard. I love her more than anyone on earth and her asking me to be the mother of our children was the most important day of my life, because when she asked me to bear children for her I knew she had to love me as much as I loved her.
