Had a good time at the water park for the twins' b'day. Stayed from open 'til closing and then went to eat. All in all, a great day. W and I had a few moments of remembering when the boys were born and how little they were, the time spent in the NICU and when we first brought them home. She initiated all conversations about it and I smiled and laughed along with her. She did show a little of the dark side a few times during the day but the kids and I ignored them and refused to let her bring us down.
Later, after putting the kids to bed, we watched the news for awhile. She said to me, "I don't know about you, but I'm beat." I said I was too. Then I tried reaching out, again. "I know you are exhausted. Why don't you come sleep in bed tonight." She paused for a second and said, "I'm fine out here." I said goodnight, smiled, and went to bed. Worth a try I guess.
Lawyer on vacation this week. Still doing paperwork. Nothing new to report. Anxiety is less today. I still hold out hope that this will turn around. I keep telling myself this is the right thing to do. All prayers still welcome.
