Thank you, Claire, GB, Thornton, Jenn, and ray for your kind words. It was definitely a rough day. To top it all off, D7 isn't feeling well and is running a fever. That may be a blessing in disguise, though. It means I'll be staying home from work with her instead of sending her to summer camp.
She had lots of questions for me tonight:
Are you and Daddy really getting a D?
I thought you said you would never get a D?
Why does bedtime have to change, too? (We won't be going to each other's houses to tuck her in anymore. It seemed like a lot to tell her that now, too, but I thought (and her therapist thought) it best to say that now as well because it isn't sustainable long-term.)
Are you going to get remarried to each other?
Are you and Daddy still going to kiss each other?
Are you both still going to give me kisses?
I was about to type that I don't know what to do to help her through this, but the truth is that I probably know better than a lot of people because of my background. I guess I more accurate thing to say is that I wish she didn't have to go through this. I know, we all wish that.
WRT detachment...Is it typical for it to come on as quickly as it seemingly has in my case? For me, it is like that conversation we had on Friday just flipped a switch to "done."
