okay, thought I was doing fine. nothing like a 5 year old to knock you flat, though. I was making the kids dinner and they went to sit at the center island to eat. we have 4 counter stools around it, the kids have their usual one, and one left over that H often used (we do have a kitchen table when we all are together). anyway, S5 decided to mix things up and sit in the one H used to sit at. D3 called him on it, saying that's daddy's chair. S5 calmly explained how he can use it, 'cause daddy doesn't live here anymore. daddy lives somewhere else.
omg, I'm losing it. I am. yes, I know he knows H is living at his moms right now. but prior to this, it's always been, daddy is staying at mimi's house. now they are starting to refer to it as daddy's house. and now hearing him calmly explain it, in that black and white way kids have, it just hurts all over.
can't stop crying, need to pull it together so they don't see me like this.
sniff.
M-41 H-38 M-10 years, T-14 years Bomb-PA 3/19/07 Separated-6/7/07 Piecing/h back home 5/08 S-6 S-4 D-4
"Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is that little voice at the end of the day that says, 'I'll try again tomorrow.'"
