Living in a house with a new baby is a wonderful thing. She’s cute and cuddly and like a real live doll to dress-up. As wonderful as all that is, this new baby doesn’t sleep unless she’s held. So if you show up here you there is not question as to whether or not you can hold the baby. The answer is: YES!
Everyone here is basically on her schedule. No one is eating right, everyone’s tired and fuses are starting to get short.
Lunch-time I heard a knock at the door. I opened the door to see an ex with a care package consisting of delicious food, a new CD, and my favorite publications from Nunavut. I didn’t know what to say. I felt so grateful yet a bittersweet feeling wove it’s way in to my heart too.
We had a good relationship. Things were good but we went two separate paths, at my suggestion. I spent the afternoon agonizing about our relationship: maybe if I had of tried this, maybe if he had/ would of done this.
I spent a fair amount of time thinking about this and although bittersweet I choose to celebrate a new turn in our relationship – friendship.