Fire's burning out...just smoldering

[blindsided1]

I'm taking K to the Aquarium of the Pacific on her birthday...the 18th. My Mom, MIL, FIL, her godmother, my niece and nephew are all going. I invited H. But, he probably will do NOTHING for her on her actual day. Whatever. He is supposed to be having a birthday party for her on the 13th. That should be interesting. The only people that will be related to her will be H and BIL that will be there. The rest will be OW's Friends. Then on the 20th I am having a party for her BBQ catered by Naples Ribs, swimming, sun. All her family including MIL, FIL, and BIL. All her cousins and a lot of my friends that have been a big part of her life, will be there. There will be about 50 people. I'm excited.

As for my birthday...don't care. I think we will go out to dinner, but other than that....I don't need anything. I told everyone to not get me anything, just use their money on K's birthday.

So, last night, I went to visit MIL and her best friend. It was nice. We had a nice dinner and talked. I got there before MIL. Her bf told me that H had come to the house with the baby a couple of weeks ago to visit MIL (MIL stays with her when she comes into town without FIL). Bf told me that it was very uncomfortable. She says that she understands that he is MIL's son, but she is very disappointed in who he has turned into and how he has treated me. She asked how I was doing with it all. I told her I was "great". That my life is really good. I focus on K and I just dont feel the same about H anymore. I told her that I basically gave up on trying to make him be who I wanted to be. So, now I just don't really spend too much time worrying about his life.

MIL told me that H got another tattoo. He got K's footprints with her name and DOB tattooed on his left calf, the day after she was born. So, now he has his son's footprints on his right calf. So, it's great to see that H can afford tattoos, but not CS, formula or diapers or to help pay any of the debt he left me with.

Today I DO NOT feel bad about filing those DCSS papers. I feel totally justified, now. And, if he starts barking about it....believe me, I have amo to throw the blame right back at him. One of these days, I will have enough of an argument to make him take responsibility for his BS.