I'm so happy about my tattoo...I keep looking at it thinking "wow" it's mine. It seems strange it's there forever, and it seems very right. It's who I am now, a goddess with a heart in her womb....
I called Hubcap on his drinking this week, specifically the drinking he does around the kids. I emailed him so I have actual documentation should I need it. Small Son had a major melt down on Monday night about Daddy. Hubcap thinks "I'm blowing things out of control". I guess he thinks if he treats me shitty enough, I'll drop it. Sorry buddy...Not.
I've contacted a few therapists already, going to get Small Son evaluated at the minimum. I need some sort of plan of action. I just can't let this continue at the expense of my kids. This is the first time I've had real reason to jump..but I've been watching. I want him to have a relationship with the kids, but I'm not going to allow this drunk fest of what ever goes on there when I'm not around.
I woke up early, it's nice to get a little time to myself, but I need to get the kids up and get this day going.