dutchgirly - sounds like a lovely bloke. How about steak fajitas (I had them last week. yum). We all deserve someone we can talk to and hopefully feel listened to.
party- I like take that much more than when all my friends were obsessed with them when I was a teenager. (I was a bit of an indie groupie instead)
I've had a lovely day despite being tired and not 100%. Did some decluttering with DS (he loves it when I rearrange his toys) and have several boxes of stuff for H to put out the shed when he has time.
Then we went out for a carvery with SIL and her kids. DS had a bit of a tantrum to start with as he was hungry and I wouldn't let him eat all of my yorkshire pudding, but he soon got down to it and we had a nice time and a lovely stroll home. I'm still stuffed because I couldn't resist (or finish) the fudge cake.
I also downloaded some hypnobirthing MP3s and some relaxation music to help me sleep (hopefully) and help me to relax about the birth. Tomorrow SIL is taking me to drop off a load of charity shop stuff too. I'm just feeling like I'm really going to be prepared!
This journey is a real rollercoaster but I am sure I am going to come out of it a better, stronger person. Of course I'm still dealing with the hormones etc at the moment but I know I'm going to keep going.
I've also decided that I'm not going to sit around waiting for H to make his decision - I'm not closing any doors but I'm also going to do what may well be best for me and ask my friend to move in for 6 months. I'm not sure if she will want to at the moment (new baby, upheaval for her DS for a potentially temporary move etc) but at least I can talk to her about it. After 6 months, if H hasn't decided to start relate with me then I can guess that he never will. He certainly won't be able to move back in just for the baby because he has to want me for me, not because he's missing out with his child. He missed that chance when he told me that I didn't seem worth making the effort for. That made me feel so utterly worthless at the time but I know that I am worth the effort. I'm not perfect but I am worth more than that sort of dismissal.
I also haven't told H but I don't think I want him at the birth. He can still make me burst into tears with an ill-considered comment and I deserve not to have that at a time when I need to be relaxed, and focused on myself.
I love these positive days though. It makes the lower ones that come so much easier. And I need all the ones I can get in the next few weeks.
And my friend had her baby early this morning. 2 weeks early. Really hoping I get to follow her example!
Waffle over!