Dave and I had our conversation. I cried. I honestly believe that tears are very healthy. Not the tears that some women can turn on and off with a whim, but the tears that are real. And especially for me who does not cry. Gets rid of toxins and just drains things away.
We connected and cleared some air that has been bad for a long time. We are going to see how things go in our reconnecting. But at least now it will be honest no matter where it ends up.
And then I slept a good sleep. Turns out the little man has decided to really start stretching out his sleep. Five hours till the first feeding last night and then awake time for the next one. Got to like that. Maybe our sleep deprived days are almost over.
That said.....Damn. Even laundry can get me. Dave washed his jammies and robe and as I pulled the belt for the robe out of the pile all I can see is how soft that is and how nice that might feel around my wrists. He needs to get his back fixed pretty darn quick and do something with this fantasy of mine.
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