Keep breathing...

[mamabird]

Today was better. H hurt his ankle and wasn't feeling well and he allowed me to sit with him and rub his back for a while. I know that comes off sounding as if I'm the biggest doormat in the world, by saying "he allowed me." Did not thank me, btw.

However, we just talked about the kids and their sports and neutral stuff. No fighting, no talking about R. Just talking. We talked about the finances a little too and I said it felt good to be getting a handle on it.

And last night, he almost ate dinner with us. We all ate the same food, at the same time, except he ate his standing up at the counter instead of at the table. It's progress, however small.

Now if I can just be patient at this. His birthday is 11/2. I was thinking of telling him I'd like to take him out to dinner.