I hit a deadline on Friday that I have been working on. It was intense. So I went out with some girlfriends to celebrate. Saturday was another tailgate situation. Brunch, booze and a glitter pinata all followed by a win for my team! Sunday was a total rest day. It felt so good to be a bit lazy. I did ride my bike 27 miles over the weekend so I did get some movement in.
Not too bad, we did a lot of social things, which we haven’t been doing much of on the weekends. I felt like a normal human for once, but exhausted all the same not having enough time to relax on the couch.
We go back for our scan on Friday to check the baby’s heart, so hoping those holes have closed by now. My belly is starting to pop. I’m struggling with the weight and change of everything, but A has been great and supportive through this whole experience. He’s even doing all the shopping now for the baby. It’s cute. ❤️❤️
My weekend was really good! I had 3 dates and still had some time to myself. Wednesday evening was a first date, Friday was another first date, and Saturday was a second date with the guy from Wednesday. The guy I've had two dates with is already planning a third and also already told me I can do laundry at his place anytime. Keeping an eye on it to make sure it doesn't move too fast. Hoping the guy from Friday will bring up going out again. We've been talking, but no mention just yet.
Post by Shreddingbetty on Sept 23, 2019 22:14:09 GMT -5
I did not have my kid but Saturday we had a big yard sale for the school and that was kind of fun actually. That night we went to my friends house where 2 of our friends informed us that they were getting divorced and they are now dating each other (2 women) that was kind of a shocker and came a bit out of left field but once we were over the initial shock we had a fun evening. Sunday I was going to be productive but stayed in bed a good long while, did some serious reading, did some tanning in the back yard and then read some trash . Ended up not being productive really other than getting laundry done and my expenses for the year for XH. But it’s kind of nice being able to be lazy.
Post by bullygirl979 on Sept 24, 2019 20:57:14 GMT -5
Late to the party but I’ll play. Friday night I went to dinner with my in laws (P was out of town).
Saturday I had my last long run before I start tapering for my half. I felt really good and had a great run so that was good. Then we had plans to go out to dinner for my nephew’s birthday. He ended up coming home in the afternoon and eating so he bailed on dinner (WTF?) so the rest of us had dinner together.
Sunday was running errands and last minute stuff getting ready for our reno to start.
Post by downtoearth on Sept 25, 2019 16:10:55 GMT -5
I was on the jury for a sexual assault/rape trial for two days and it wiped me out this week - mentally. I am now just getting back to my life, and because of my jury experience, at a benefit breakfast today I ended up donating more than planned to a local women's shelter/empowering/support non-profit.
Also, I'm entering a new phase where when the kids are overwhelmed and cry, I don't automatically assume it has to do with the divorce. Middle kiddo broke down and sobbed, and it ended up about not getting the part he wanted in a play... not the divorce. I still reassured him that showing all those emotions for something like that disappointment was okay, but it felt good (is that bad to say) that it wasn't about the divorce.
However, the oldest cried earlier this week because he does feel alone in the divorce, and so disappointed that things are different than he expected for his teen years and his family life. He's in 8th and I knew it would eventually catch up with him, and so glad he is willing to still talk to me about it and show his emotions, but also feel terrible. DS1 is someone who likes to smooth things over between friends and in conflict situations, but he admitted that this makes him feel uncertain. He feels alone since most of his friends who have divorced parents had it happen when they were kids (under 11) or even as toddlers, so he can't relate to them the same and he also admitted that he is starting to understand some of the circumstances (figured out his dad's infidelity, but won't say directly). I am on the lookout to get him a therapist and called his school counselor, whom he loved last year. I really hope he comes out more aware of emotions and with some techniques to communicate openly in tough situations, and to tools to help him accept complex feelings. But I also feel out of sorts to lead him.
Sounds so much tougher than I feel - I am just so proud that he's willing to talk and be vulnerable and honest. It makes me proud that he's recognizing complex feelings - especially hurt and disappointment - and showing those appropriately and openly.