Acc, I understand what you are saying, and theoretically I agree with you, but putting it into practice is hard work...every fiber of my being wants to run over to her, hug her, fix the problems, and make it all better (for all of us)...but I know I can't and it's killing me, especially when it seems like she isn't trying...
Normally she gets the boys off the bus and gets going on homework and I get home at 5:30/6:00 and then we divide and conquer the rest of the work for the day (you help with homework, I'll do the dishes... you do the laundry, I'll finish up the science project, etc). Last night was a GAL night for me (and she knew going in I'd be out with the guys for a couple hours). I got home to get the boys to bed, and she had a terrible night with the boys (1 wouldn't get his homework done, the other wouldn't leave his brother alone, no one would take a shower, etc). While I felt bad that the boys were misbehaving (no matter what is going on with the M, they should always treat their mother with respect), in the back of my mind I said to her, "just remember, this is what it will be like for you for 4 days/week every week if you want to get separated" Is that wrong to think that?? I don't wish her added stress, but it was nice for her to see what it would be like without me around to divide everything up.

Once the boys were in bed, she got on the laptop to get some work done. I walked by at one point on my way to the kitchen and saw she had IM up and was chatting with the OM (didn't look at the chat log, don't care what they were saying). It was just disappointing that she needed/wanted to talk to him last night, even if they are "just really good friends"...

This morning when she left for work, she gave me a kiss goodbye and said have a great day.

Trying to keep up the fight, tonight should be a good night. Basketball practice with my older son's team (I'm the coach)... love taking both boys the gym and run, shoot, and sweat together.


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ILYB Bomb: 01/25/12
Still living in the same house, sharing the same bed, trying to make it better

What the caterpillar calls the end of the world, the Master calls a butterfly."