I got to hold D1 for a bit this morning. She was holding her blanket and walking around. I picked her up for a bit and she hugged me, then I put her down so she could go eat a waffle.
I don't get as much time since I have to drop both of the boys off for school prior to seeing her.
Work is going well enough... big project going on. Trying to get that taken care of.
One thing I've learned, when wrapped up in a drama-filled situation like I am that is emotionally intense over child custody - DBing is futile. Maybe just because it is a personality disordered individual. But dealing with W or her family is an exercise in futility.
"You can't reason someone out of a position they didn't reason themselves into."
