I know my sitch is better than some. I got sad tonight reading some others that are going through so much more. You guys are great. Hang in there and keep fighting. One day you will be with your Hs in a much better R.
Another positive for me. Like I said tonight I got sad (raging hormones at the moment). I put my head down on the desk when H came in to ask if I was done on the computer. He saw me and said what's wrong. I, of course, said nothing. Didn't want to go there with H (no R talks right). So he pulls me up and drags me to the bed. He starts rolling with me trying to cheer me up by being silly. He again says Hi (special pet name--it is special because before if I responded back Hi --- he would always give me a kiss)So, I, of course say, Hi---. He kisses me and we just look at each other for a moment. Then reality comes crashing in "Moooooommyyyyyy"
I have been feeling this need to escape for awhile. To just get away and not be mommy, not DB, just be get away from it all. I am afraid H will get mad if I do and worried he wouldn't be up to watching the kids for a whole weekend. He never has.
