Thank you. I really hope that I'm doing better than I think, because I feel like I'm in the depths of invading Normandy if Normandy were Hell.
She picked S up this evening. He wanted to stay, so she asked if they could stay for 5 minutes. I said that was fine. We all got on the floor, he and I played with his cars a bit. He was asking about how he got his name, so I told him about us picking it. He asked how he got into mommy's tummy. lol.
Well, anyway, they had to go, so I walked down and helped him buckle up. She got in the car. He said "daddy, are you gonna be sad because you're alone?" I said "Yes, but I'll be happy again when I see you next." He gave me a hug, and I said told him to be good, say hi to his friends for me, and give mommy lots of hugs. I waved politely as W drove away. She waved back.
After they left, I came upstairs and just exploded. I totally broke down in private. My strength and confidence wasn't anywhere near flawless. Far from it. But I did the best I could. And it went more smoothly than I had imagined it would. I was sure after yesterday she'd never talk to me again. Even more so about the fight today.
I don't believe I'm doing this well at all. But I trust you guys when you say I'm doing better than I think. I really, really hope I am.
