Monday I picked my D up at daycare. My W had my S at the dentist with her mom. She got home around 4:30 or so and I was downstairs with the kids. After a while I went upstairs to find out where my W was and she was coming out of her room - she had layed down to take a nap. I asked her if she was ok and she said she was tired. I told her to go rest and I would take care of the kids.
I went downstairs and made a grill cheese for my D and I had one. About an hour and a half later my W came downstairs. It was time to get my kids to bed so I told them to go up to my room because I had a project I needed help with. The three of us went up and I had them help me setup the CPAP machine. We took it all apart to see how it worked at the kids request. They always have fun doing stuff like that. My S looked at me and said, "Now that you have this, mom can move back in the room with you." Sad.
I went downstairs to get water for them and my W asked what it was I wanted to show the kids. I told her it was the CPAP machine. She asked, "Oh you got it." I told her I picked it up in the afternoon. I could tell it bothered her that I didn't say anything to her but she's picked the direction we are going in. She's created so much space between us that we don't talk about anything except logistics about the house and kids. Oh well. I guess she needs to get used to it.
Everything else is ok. The sadness of the sitch comes and goes in waves - but it has gotten easier over time.
MySitch Me-47 STBXW-41 D-5 S-8 ILYBNILWY-01/08 Want a D- 01/09 Physical Sep-01/10 D filed-06/10 Got 50% custody=09/11 Ride that wave!
