Chapter 9 - The Plea

Colin accepted a global plea three months after my arm fracture.
Not every case could technically be combined in one court, but prosecutors coordinated resolutions.
Domestic battery:
Misdemeanor.
He admitted grabbing my sling intentionally during an argument and causing pain.
No claim he broke my arm.
He did not.
Financial case:
One felony count tied to fraudulent authorization/forgery.
One related unauthorized account access count resolved concurrently.
He admitted:
Using an image of my signature without permission.
Using a code from my phone to add himself as transactional agent.
Making withdrawals without my knowledge.
Using part for personal brokerage.
The prosecution dismissed broader theft allegations that would have treated every child-related expenditure as criminal.
That was important.
Some money did buy formula and diapers.
He still had no authority.
But law should distinguish.
Sentence:
Ten months local/county custody? For first-time nonviolent felony and domestic battery maybe probation plus 90 days? Let's make grounded moderate: 180 days county jail, with 90 days served and remainder stayed subject compliance, plus two years probation. But financial felony could lead more. We can say nine months county correctional custody, eligible for statutory credit, followed by two years probation. He ultimately served about six months after credit and work-release? Maybe too generous. Let's set effective 7 months custody, 2 years probation. Fine.
Mandatory domestic violence intervention.
Financial ethics/counseling.
No access to child trust/custodial accounts.
Restitution: principal already restored, plus $880 documented lost gains/fees? We said total 19,620 vs 18,740. So additional $879.38 credited. Bank and Colin coordinated.
No double recovery.
At plea hearing judge asked:
“Did Natalie authorize you to sign her name?”
“No.”
“Did she authorize access code?”
“No.”
“Did you believe because you were married you could make decision for her?”
Colin stared.
“Yes.”
That answer stayed with me.
Then:
“Did marriage create that authority?”
“No.”
Then domestic conduct.
“Did you grab sling?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
“I was frustrated.”
“Did doctor restrict her lifting?”
“Yes.”
“Did you know?”
“Yes.”
Then judge:
“Your wife’s injury did not create a staffing problem you were entitled to solve with force.”
Exactly.
Then incarceration delayed briefly for parenting/financial transition under court supervision.
No dramatic handcuffs at home.
He surrendered on date.
Before that, he wrote to me through Rachel.
I am sorry.
I did not respond.
Then:
I thought if I could prove I carried more financially, you would stop talking about returning to work and stop acting like I depended on you.
That confused me.
He had wanted me home but also resented me for being home.
Therapist later called it a control paradox.
He wanted:
My labor.
My availability.
My dependency.
And credit for supporting all three.
Then:
When babies came, I felt invisible.
I almost laughed.
Five month old twins tend to make adults feel invisible.
Then:
I hated that you needed them more than me.
There.
Not just money.
Competition.
The line “you wanted these babies more than I did” was not about fertility history.
It was resentment that motherhood had reorganized my attention.
Then divorce mediation.
No reconciliation.
I had stopped asking whether he loved me.
Love was no longer the legal question.
House:
Appraised $612,000.
Mortgage:
$394,000.
Estimated net equity after sale costs:
About $175,000 if sold.
Could I buy Colin out?
Possibly with inheritance/savings.
Did I want to stay?
No.
Too many nursery memories.
Not because house was cursed.
Because I wanted closer to Beth and my eventual job.
Decision:
List after temporary period.
Then retirement.
Colin’s 401(k) larger because I paused work.
Marital portions subject division.
My unpaid labor was relevant contribution, but court did not invoice him for childcare hours.
No spreadsheet battle.
Then my father’s inherited money:
Separate property to extent kept separate.
The twins’ accounts:
Not marital property.
Not mine.
Not Colin’s.
Children’s restricted funds.
Then one more issue:
The $12,480 reimbursement account.
Colin agreed that marital portion would be included in equitable property accounting.
He did not keep it merely because his name was on bank title.
Then supervised parenting.
While incarcerated:
No physical visits ordered because twins were infants and jail visits not considered beneficial.
He received photos and medical updates through parenting platform/counsel.
No direct calls to me.
After release:
Reevaluation.
Then my arm.
At eight weeks:
Healing.
Physical therapy.
Lifting restrictions gradually eased.
First time I picked Ruby up safely with both arms, I cried.
She grabbed my hair.
Owen screamed because he wanted attention.
Normal.
Then my employer called.
“Daycare has openings in March.”
The twins would be ten months.
Close to original plan.
I said yes.
Not because divorce forced me.
Because that was what I had planned before Colin turned motherhood into debt.
Then Beth said:
“You’re going back?”
“Yes.”
“You sure?”
“Yes.”
“Not too soon?”
I smiled.
“My choice.”
She nodded.
Good.
Then Colin entered custody.
And for the first time since the twins were born, there was no man in my house assigning a value to what I did all day.
May you like
The silence felt expensive.
And entirely mine.