<http://schema.org/articleBody>
" April 10, 2009 To say the least, it wasn&amp;#039;t a happy time in my household. Since Jackson and Kerry&amp;#039;s breakup last weekend, he has been totally miserable. Every day he has come home from school, shut his door, and that was it for him for the rest of the night. He would talk to Sam occasionally, but it felt to me like he was blaming me for everything.  &amp;quot;Just give it time,&amp;quot; Sam told me, over our late dinner last night. &amp;quot;He is just feeling defensive.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Defensive? Toward me?&amp;quot;  He reached over and took my hand. &amp;quot;Every woman in his life leaves him. Or this is how he is seeing it right now. So the last thing he wants to do is trust you, the woman he needs most.&amp;quot;  It made perfect sense, and so the best thing I could do was make sure he knew that I loved him anyway.  Each night, I would leave dinner by his door. And each morning, I would sit with him at breakfast. Even if he was just reading the sports section of the paper or doing some of his last-minute homework and not looking at me, he knew I was there. And it warmed my heart that this morning, at least, he turned around when he was leaving and said good-bye to me.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ll see you tonight,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;See you,&amp;quot; he said.  It wasn&amp;#039;t much, but if felt like a start. Unfortunately, it wasn&amp;#039;t the only battle I was fighting on the personal front.  On Tuesday, I received the strangest Evite I&amp;#039;d ever received from Susan on behalf of Alex for her &amp;quot;baby toast.&amp;quot;  I hadn&amp;#039;t heard from Susan in ages and seeing her name in my in-box was startling. Then I read the invitation:  Come for (virgin) cocktails at Ocean Grill on the Upper West Side to Toast Alex and her fetus! This Sunday, 4 PM.  Baby Toast RSVP: 212-555-1003 &amp;quot;Baby toast?&amp;quot; I said, out loud, staring at the screen. &amp;quot;What on earth is that?&amp;quot;  I found out soon enough when Josh called me at work today to ask if I&amp;#039;d be coming. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve actually never been invited to a Baby Toast before,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;It&amp;#039;s like a baby shower, but in the first trimester,&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;Alex still gets gifts, but it&amp;#039;s more low-key. Apparently, they are very popular in Los Angeles with the Hollywood set. Two of Alex&amp;#039;s favorite actresses have had one.&amp;quot;  Why wasn&amp;#039;t I surprised? &amp;quot;Maybe I&amp;#039;m just an old superstitious lady, but isn&amp;#039;t it bad luck?&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know\u2026to be celebrating this early on.&amp;quot;  Josh was quiet. &amp;quot;It would mean a lot to Alex if you were there,&amp;quot; he said.  &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not going to be able to go,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Why not?&amp;quot;  Why not? Why was he pushing this? I had a hundred reasons why not including that I spent the weekends with our daughter and that my nephew needed me around as well.  And maybe I was just tired from everything with Jackson and work and the fact that Sam still felt off, but I just didn&amp;#039;t have the energy to pretend anymore that everything was okay with Alex too.  &amp;quot;Look, Josh, you are Lili&amp;#039;s father and because of that, I always want us to have a relationship and a good one as co-parents. I want you to be as active in her life as you want to be...&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Okay\u2026&amp;quot; he said.  I got myself ready. &amp;quot;But Alex makes me uncomfortable. You know she has historically, but it seems to be getting worse. And I think it would be better for everyone if we just kept that relationship distant.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;You mean permanently?&amp;quot; he said. &amp;quot;We&amp;#039;re married.&amp;quot;  I didn&amp;#039;t answer.  &amp;quot;So what are you suggesting?&amp;quot; Josh said. &amp;quot;That Alex can&amp;#039;t be around Lili? Even when I&amp;#039;m there? That you&amp;#039;re not even going to try?&amp;quot; &amp;quot;I don&amp;#039;t know, Josh. All I know is that Alex is constantly crossing boundary lines with me, and in attempt at honesty, I thought I shouldn&amp;#039;t make an excuse, but just let you know where I&amp;#039;m at.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Well, now I know.&amp;quot; He sounded mad. He sounded like he was trying hard to control just how mad.  I took a deep breath. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m sorry, Josh. But I think if you take a look at her behavior, at least in reference to me, you&amp;#039;ll understand how I got here. That said, I really don&amp;#039;t want to put you in the middle.&amp;quot;  He was quiet for a minute. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;m not in the middle, Liz,&amp;quot; he said, finally.  &amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; I said.  Then he continued. &amp;quot;Alex is my wife. I&amp;#039;m firmly on her side.&amp;quot;  And he hung up on me. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
<http://www.redbookmag.com/love-sex/a4927/baby-toast-041009/?src=rss>