What an unexpected sad night with D4 last night. She was a mess at bedtime, crying hysterically for a very long time. "Why doesn't Daddy live with us? I want him to live here! I want to sleep with him here, in your bed!". It was almost unbearable.
D6 was very quiet during this time. She didn't leave the room (which she often does when D4 cries or even talk about this). I told her I was proud of her too, that she can tell me anything, doesn't have to be tough all the time.
D4. Sigh. I told a friend I feel like a piece of her sweet innocence was chipped away last night. I prayed long and hard for strength to help these girls through this, because apparently I am cleaning this mess up myself.
I did tell xH about her episode. Gave him a brief 10 second fact update, he was veeeerrry quiet, then said "Ok."
