Niall 2: Drifting Apart

[Niall11]

Well, yesterday was pure hell.

My mother passed away nearly 20 years ago and the mother of my child has all but left me.

Last Mother's Day I was in full romantic husband mode. D2 (then known as D1!) got up early and I kept her occupied so W could sleep in while I made a big breakfast. She said she could get used to this -- and we made "Daddy's breakfast" a Sunday tradition until October, when she informed me that she would be going out to breakfast with Original BFF. Last year there were flowers, presents, and homemade cards from then-D1. Inlaws came over and FIL and I put on aprons and made lunch for the moms. It was a glorious day so we went to the park, walked through the flowers, and took a drive down the coast after inlaws headed home talking about what names we liked if we had another child.

What a difference a year makes. Yesterday I wished W a happy Mother's Day and gave her a card from D2. She barely looked up from the phone. Multiple times expressed serious annoyance at D2 for wanting any kind of attention from her.

In the afternoon we went to SIL's place. She just moved in with her BF not long ago. On the short drive D2 fell asleep, so I let W go in and drove D2 around for an hour. When I returned they'd already eaten, so I made myself a plate and sat alone in the kitchen.

My inlaws are kind, wonderful people but we don't tend to talk about the same kinds of things. I sat there while W showed SIL all the dance steps she's learning with BFF (dagger in the heart) and W's parents talked to SIL's boyfriend about a TV show I'd never heard of. Huge contrast to the big party I attended on Saturday night, where I felt like I was with my own crowd and I was telling stories and having a great time. SIL and her BF were intertwined on the couch and
I realized I haven't been hugged, kissed, arm on the shoulder, hand held, or anything sexual in months.

It was pouring and my windshield wiper broke. While I changed it (auto parts parking lot) W was getting impatient because New BFF wanted her to come hang out. I told her I wasn't going to drive us home with no driver's side wiper blade and it would take a minute. I swear, just a teenager. So we got home and she ran out the door, on Mother's Day, to go hang out with someone else. I got D2 to bed by 8 and went to sleep not long after. A day to forget.