Things aren't really progressing much at the moment in my sitch but it's not going too badly either I suppose.
Wee man was ill on Tuesday when I went to pick him up from my W's house. It was heart breaking to see him like that as I'm sure every parent knows. He just wasn't himself even though I did manage to get a few gorgeous smiles from him after acting like an idiot. Thank god nobody could see me! I was in close contact with my W during the evening though to the extent that she ended up coming to mine so we could both fuss over him. We came to an agreement that he wasn't going to be able to go to the child minder the next day and that my W would take the day off work using some parental leave. Because of this we decided that it would be better for him if he went to bed down at her house. This way, if he was up through the night, she could see to him and they could relax the following day. So, I took him down to her house in his pyjamas and we put him straight to bed. We then talked for a while about nothing much in particular before I went home. She did offer that I could stay at her house in the spare room if I wanted but I declined. I did however ask her to call me at any time to update me if necessary and in any event before she went to bed to let me know he was ok. He was sick later on in the evening and she called me to let me know. He seemed a lot brighter after that though. Anyway, they had their relaxing day together and I took him last night to give her a chance to get some rest. Because I never had him stay on Tuesday night though, she said I could get him Friday and Saturday night this weekend instead of my usual Saturday. Rather than me pick him up from work tomorrow though, she suggested that I could go home and have my dinner first and she'd take him past a bit later. It's always good to see her too so I accepted.
She's definitely still not showing any signs of affection towards me but I do feel as though this past few days has given me a chance to prove some more that I'm a good father and that we work well together as a couple. I can only pray that she keeps seeing this as a good thing and makes her less hell-bent on us remaining apart. It's all going to take a long time but I've learned to be a patient man and truly believe it will be worth the wait if we can find happiness again.
Kev
Me: 32, Wife: 22 Son: 2 Married: 2 years Separated: January 5th 2009
Sometimes you have to become lost before you can find yourself.