Prolly venting/journaling to myself. A mixed bag of feelings today.
1. First Christmas without D8 and S6 2. Stood up to W today - I had kids until 2:30pm, and she texted at 11:30am wanting to come get them. I said, "I'm really enjoying spending time with them, and since it's the first time we won't be spending Christmas together, I want to be with them as much as possible." Then I said she could get them at 2:00. 3. Took D8/S6 to Bob Evans, sort of a tradition. Invited W to come, said we are leaving in 15 minutes, and left. She came but it was HORRIBLY AWKWARD. I was smiling, told her funny story about S6. She didn't eat anything, and left when the food came. Made a big deal about how she just came to see kids while they had lunch with Daddy. 4. She came to pick up kids just now, and didn't even look at me. Didn't wish Merry Christmas, didn't even say goodbye, really didn't say anything, wouldn't come past the front door. I'm very proud because I didn't say anything either - I was polite and friendly at the restaurant and she was nasty. She's probably mad that I didn't roll over and let her come get kids early, I'm loving it! I would NEVER have stood up to her before!
Cool thing is that I realize that either I'm getting to her, or she is a heartless robot, and either way, I win! Hah!
OK, now I got that out of the way, putting PMA back in place, and heading to parent's house to have a good time!
