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Thats when you know

 When I avoid writing about something, or confiding in my close girlfriends about something and KNOW I can't tell my family about something......THATS when it finally kicks in that i should probably not be participating in whatever it is that i'm doing. Like Mr. Cigar.  I think we came together so that he could teach me a life lesson about myself.  When i think i'm healed, i'm not.  When i think my "mother wound" has healed, it hasn't.  It's never going to go away.  I thought the more healing and living i did the less likely it would be to affect me, this wound.  But if anything, trying to act like it's gone makes it get bigger. The need to be picked by a man who doesn't deserve me.  Because SURELY he would chose me over a psycho, lying, cheating, no job holding, not to smart woman.  Right?   Wrong. I guess it was because i thought he had his shit together, because he is a successful business man, has hobbies he can actually talk ab...
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He's HERE!!!

 I don't have all the details yet except that he has "our" dimples and is 20" long!   Koda woke me up at 2am and i checked my phone to find pictures of the new addition to our family. I'm beyond excited to meet him. Not sure when that will be because i'm being respectful ....not sure how they feel about visitors at the hospital and i would like to spend time with them, not run in and run out, which in fairness is what i would have to do because her family is large. I'm thinking my daughter and grandaugher might come this weekend and maybe we can all go together or something like that. Anything.  Anything they want.  They were in the hospital Monday night and he was born before midnight last night....thats a long time and i'm sure they are ready for some "no people" time. Or maybe i'm wrong. I don't care.....as long as i get to meet him.  And give kisses.  And count toes.   I'm beyond excited. I can't stand myself.

he is STILL coming

 No baby yet.  I have the utmost sympathy for my DIL.  This has been a long haul.  Both appear to be in good spirits and were able to get some rest last night due to the epidural.  Smart lady.  Sometimes i think if i had to do it again i might have gone with the epidural. I'm glad they aren't "rushing" my grandson.  Everyone is good, healthy and there are no concerns.  I had fear that they would rush her into a c-section without need.  They have a LOT of steps to go up and down at their home, and that would have been a lot to deal with. All i can do is wait. This morning i asked her (in the family chat) how much she is dilated? and my daughter piped in with MOM!  So i immediately felt chastised.  I apologized and she said she was only kidding.  And then Jess told me the details. Weirdly, I feel like I'm walking on eggshells around Lindsay.   It's her reluctance to spend time with me, or even talk to me.  Somethin...

He's coming!

 My grandson is in the process of being born.  My son and DIL checked in to the hospital at 7:30pm last night to get this party started.  Apparently, my grandson needs a little nudge to join  us. I kept waking up all night, checking my phone.  I made them promise to call when he made his arrival no matter the time.  I know they don't want me to go to the hospital right away, i remember when it was me and i threatened my husbands manhood if he told his mother because she never had any respect for our wishes and would come barging in anyways.   You rush to the hospital when someone is dying, not getting born.  He has just entered this world and he needs time with his parents, not every tom dick and harry.   Also, i have a cold.  A small one.  But enough that I would be afraid to make anyone sick at this delicate time.   If they call me to come, i will go immediately but i will not be able to hold him.  Maybe a...

oh boy

 If i can't be honest here, where else can i be? Mr. Cigar came over yesterday and we were intimate. If thats what you want to call it.  I have no fantasies about us being in love and living happily ever after.  Basically, i wanted sex, so did he.  So we came to a mutual agreement. I'm so over dating.  I can't stand meeting new men.  I am not going into it with a good attitude so i'm just not doing it anymore.  I don't care for the constant texts, the phone calls, the making plans.......the disapointment of meeting yet another liar/jerk/cheater/misfit.  I'm all set with that. Looking at my life i'm happy.  Work is turning out to be everything i was scared to hope it would be, i'm lucky to have good friends that i get to travel and have experiences with, my family is expanding and i feel getting closer.  Yes, there are things i wish were better, but not where men are concerned. I'm not going to meet a man that i can trust and depend on by...

vacation with a puppy

 Koda did very well on the plane ride to Florida and back to Hartford.  Better than his mama.  I came so close to a meltdown each way that i think next time i will self medicate. Airports stress me out.  Racing from one place to another dragging luggage stresses me out.  Trying to manage my carry on, a puppy and my personal item at lightening speed on the airplane.......stresses me out. Basically, Air travel stressed me out.  Probably because i'm already ramped up about putting my life in the hands of a faceless stranger.  And turbulance.  Lets say i'm not one to applaud the pilot for landing us safely........that seems like the bare minimum. I do NOT recommend going on vacation with a 12 week old puppy.  He doesn't have control over his bladder yet, and he thinks everything is a chew toy, including people.  He doesn't understand that darkness means go to sleep and that 3am is not an acceptable time to rise and shine for the day. It was ...

Probably wierd and maybe alterier motives

 Me being in daily contact with Mary is probably weird.  I've asked myself multiple times, "why"?  At first the only thing we had in common was Mr. Cigar, and you know what they say "keep your friends close and your enemies closer"  Is that what this is?  I don't want him.  She doesn't want him - won't go into what i know, but i know she is not available to him even though she lives there still.  Not my business to share, but the situation isn't good for either one but he asked for it.   She reaches out more than i do, but i engage with her daily, as i said.  We vent, we talk about future plans, things we want to do, and pretty much support each other.  She is more prim and reserved until she gets mad.  She's a tiny little thing and she is just as confused about her attraction to Mr. Cigar as i am.  I call him the devil.  He turns on the charm and you don't see all the bullshit he's feeding you. I do feel like it's be...