As much as I am sorry to hear other's pain, it does help to hear the stories. Still seems unbelievable to me, but reading here makes it clear it happens every day.
Thanks for the advice on taking the high road. Truth to tell, MIL and I are definitely engaging in teenage catty gossipy-ness--not outright, but both of us are delicately circling saying "what a jerk!!" It's not healthy or mature. And it just feeds my focusing on him.
Each day the pain of the Baby News lightens a little bit. It's crazy how hard this hit me. Who knew I would care so much about a baby?
Worked with my IC today on letting go of the story that this is ALL MY FAULT, I AM THE WORST PARTNER in the world, etc., etc. Then I cried and drived. Soggy towel!
Well, as I posted months ago:
even if it could be scientifically proven that I was the WORST partner in the world, and X was a perfect angel, etc., what good does it do me to keep beating myself up about it?
Learn from it and move on, right?
I just gotta DO that, is all.
On the bright side, my TO (transition object! ;)) and I continue to have a good time.
