It all sucks a bit really. Caspian is also on a feeding frenzy, as I think my milk has come in. So I have the joy of no sleep, cracked nipples, after pains, lochia, 2 other DCs to look after, appointments tomorrow, and I started off feeling so positive this evening. I even had a small glass of
to try to celebrate my gorgeous son's arrival. And then I discover all of this.
I said to twunt that he could come round to spend some time with us now Caspian is here, and he gave excuses why not....and actually it's because he wants to get his end away (or off?, I don't know the phrase)
And he kept saying he loved me. I need to stop wondering why. I KNOW that I was shitty to be around after I got pregnant, but I also know that pregnancy makes people a bit crazy with hormones, and I was so ill on top of that. So yes, I stopped being fun, and was harsh around his kids, but I was so much worse with mine (and god, has he been saying some horrid things about my older DCs in these bloody FB messages) And he has at least slept with one other person (OW from that initial text message back in January). And I told him how sorry I was about how I was acting. I can't keep going in circles with this. But I am so gutted that I opened up to him, and that I let him be there with me, at the most vulnerable and intimate of times. And all he wants to do is go hunting for a fuck.
I am going to ask someone to come round tomorrow so I can have a bath. I ache and feel yukky and daren't leave Caspian as he will doubtless want feeding the moment my toe hits the water!