still separated, in limbo, still hopeful

[newmama]

Thanks Aver and FM!

So I exchanged S in the parking lot as planned...WH was there about 5 minutes I guess before we got there. I just handed S over, told him I gave him tylenol (teething) about 1. Then said goodbye and left before WH put S in his car seat.

WH did ask me what time to drop him off and I said 9:30 and he asked if I would be there earlier (????) I said no. I think it needs to be as close to the time we stated as possible. Of course there will be 5-10 minutes so I will be sure to be home by 9:15 (I am a "time" oriented person- ENFJ)

I went home, cleaned, watched Oprah, worked out, drank wine and then showered and did my hair and make up. Might as well look like I went out.

While I was here at the house, I felt "free" because I didn't feel like going out tonight and I didn't have leave my own house!

I also felt guilty for making S do the commute, start to fall asleep with WH and the whore and then have to get packed up in the car and be plopped down in his crib. Poor guy. I might rethink this Thursday night thing.

So WH arrived about 9:22 (I happened to hear his car and then he opened the garage probably to check and see that I was here). He arrived and S was half awake. He asked me if I wanted him to put him in his crib (which I appreciate-he obviously wasn't sure if I would want to take him at the door).

I was wearing a tank top and pajama bottoms. I smiled at S and was polite to WH but wasn't feeling flirty yet. Who knows if I will ever at this point! Luckily he didn't linger and just told me some basics and then verified that we will exchange him on Saturday at the Taco Bell parking lot by my dad's house (going to my sister's college graduation).

So that was it. I hope all the exchanges are that fast with minimal discussion.

Here is the schedule for NOW (while I am SAHM):
Mon 5:15-9
Tues: 5:15 overnight to Wed until 2
Thurs: 5:15-9:30
Sat: 4:00 overnight to Sun until 12

I have just decided to make my Thurs night and make it 9 and not 9:30 for S' sake. Seriously. Poor guy!