Thanks for checking in, LP. It's was a rough weekend, but I am looking forward to picking my head back up and having a good week.

Stinks that my new week had to involve caring for a sick 6 month old last night. Many of you out there have kids. Remember the first time they got sick? It's pretty heartbreaking.

Last night was filled with very little sleep. Poor little guy. I took his temp this morning and found a mild fever. When W arrived this morning to pick him up for daycare, she told me that she did not care what it says in "Baby 411", she wants him to go to the doc. I told her that is not a problem. Since I have a ton of time off at my work, we decided last week that it would be better for her not to miss her work if S were to get sick. No problems here. I want the responsibility and cherish taking care of my S. She mentioned this morning if that would be okay. I paused trying to think of the semantics, and she got mad. I told her that I was not arguing with her at all. I completely agreed. It was 6:45, she was running late, I was on no sleep, I understand were the brief tension came from and will dismiss it.

Took my S to the doc at 10. Little man has a cold and an infection in his left ear. Fever was down, though. S was in good spirits and doc gave okay to go to daycare. W and I exchanged a few texts and she called from work.

Made the drive to the other side of town to daycare. Dropped him off and his bag. Talked to the daycare folks for a bit and left.

I wrote my W a text telling her that S is doing great, but I now know how she feels when she drops him off in the morning. As I was walking back to my car, I was so sad. It is really hard to leave my S, especially wen he is not feeling well.

I called daycare a few hours later after lunch to check on him. He is doing well. When I got home to unload the car, I realized a huge mistake. I forgot to leave his car seat for my W. It was never discussed, but she would be stuck without it. I got back in my car and made the hour long round trip to drop it off. I peaked my head in again when I got there, and he was napping. I told the daycare people that this was the first time he has been sick and our first child. I told them that my subconscious must have left the car seat in the car on purpose, because it gave me the excuse to check back on him.

The second time leaving was not any easier.


Me - 33 W - 33
S - 9 months
M - 3 years
T - 5.5 years
Bomb - 12/14/10 ILYBNILWY
PA discovered - 1/18/11
PA began - 3/22/10
Separated