A little bit brutal, a little bit rock and roll

Today was a little bit brutal, a little bit rock and roll.

Daughter had a really rough handover at Dad's House. Half and hour of clingy "I want Mommy-ness" that ended in a tear and holler fest. Which left me, in tears, in the car. Because there wasn't really anything I could do to make it better. And I don't live there. And I had to leave. And she wasn't going to stop crying as long as I was there. And I desperately didn't want her dad and I to start snapping at each other. And I it all just felt like shit.

With a side of FAIL.

We were a little bit early (ten minutes I think) and Daughter had fallen asleep in the car. She woke up when we arrived, but was in good spirits until we got into the entry way where she tossed her jacket on the floor and refused to remove her arms from around my neck while starting to whimper. I did not want to leave her dad's girlfriend with two kids of her own, dinner in the works, and my kid freaking out, so I offered to stay until she was comfortable. Her dad didn't get home until almost 5:30. I was there for about 25 minutes. It was ok. We mom chatted a little. The little boy is adorable. The baby is HUGE, in the most gorgeous 6 week old, fifteen pound baby sort of a way.

(I want to go on record as saying how lovely it was to spend 20 minutes watching her "mother" today. She's a pro and so calm and confident and able to seamlessly break away in all the ways that I struggle with. I just wanted to say, we can talk "Mom" and she is a genuinely fabulous mother. If ever comes the day when they are reading this most random of random websites. I wanted to say that. In all of its pith and anonymity.)

It feels a lot like a no win situation for me over there. Its just weird. I know my eyes catch on stuff that used to belong to me or remembering the painting or the toy that I bought that is sitting outside with a 12pack of beer on the porch or how hot it is. Maybe its just my personal discomfort.

Anyway Daughter, who I thought would be thrilled as usual to see her dad and get over the clingy weapiness in pieces when I passed her off to Dad. She was crying and hollering and just in despair. And it was awful. And painful. And she was still totally loosing her shit when I passed her off to Dad. And she was still totally loosing her shit when I put on my shoes and said goodbye to her most adorable, nearly two year old brother, and she was still loosing her shit her shit when on the porch and the other side of the door I felt the tears well up in my eye.

I drove around the corner before really loosing my own personal shit because my car was parked where she could see it from her bedroom window.

I spent five hours with Daughter today and we had a blast. We danced and did art and played blocks and decided that she would dress up as a Bella Kitty* for Halloween.

She is at the most adorable point where she can hear a song once and know all the words. She danced (DANCED!) her heart out to all the Enchanted songs while picking up her blocks and tool truck toys from the living room floor.

Good god. I just love her so much and am so devastated by her genuine wanting tonight. I spent five hours with Daughter today and have spent six hours writing this post.

And I'm just so sorry.

I'm just so profoundly sorry that she has to juggle two houses and Mom Day and Dad Days and School Days and Girlfriend and Boyfriend and brothers and everything all in one life.

And, Daughter, I'm just so sorry. Its not so bad really. There are all of these people who love you so much, but I'm sorry that the simple story, the easy choice, wasn't a feasible option. Its not worse, the choices that we made. It wouldn't be better to go through a divorce now, or five years from now. It was the right choice. It was the right choice. It was. And most days everyone is happy. And everyone loves you. I love you more than you will ever, ever know. And I am so deeply sorry for all of your tears. I am so very cut to the core. You, my perfect, darling baby are my one true thing and someday you will realize that your mother has truly failed you in a whole lot of ways and I will never, ever forgive myself for any single one of them, but I do honestly believe that you will thrive in your life and goddamn, I'm not going anywhere. I won't break that promise.

Confessional Wednesday: Gratuitious Meme Edition

Unknowingly courtesy of the thoughtful and ever effervescent Adryan.
Too whom I owe my Ani Addiction.
Thank her.
1) Whats the best way to get over someone?
Oh. I am such a cliche on this one. Fake-o relationship = alcohol. Serious thing? Well, let me say this. Half as much time has passed now since "THE MARRIAGE" and everything is so much easier. Half the time of the relationship and boom! Over it! Over each other! Over myself! Its delightful. Espicially since we talk just about ever day and have a lifetime of a kid to raise.
2) What fragrance do you wear on a daily basis?
Ummm. Depends on the day. Chlorine. Soap. Avalon Organics lotion in Lavender or Lemon.
3) If you could eat one meal for the rest of your life, what would it be?
No idea. I miss really good sourdough bread. And Ivar's Chowder. And real noodles.
Sushi maybe. Or Steak. Crap. I'm no good at this one. I really like food.
4)Where would you like to be right now?
With my daughter.
5) Anyone on your mind?
My daughter.
6) Ever told someone you loved them and not mean it?
Yes, but I stopped when I realized that was the case.
7) Ever been told you were loved by someone who didn't mean it?
Yes, but he stopped when he realized the same thing.
8) Most important thing in a relationship?
Honestly, I'm not sure yet. Communication? Honesty? Trust? Loyalty? Something like that.
9) Have you ever cheated/been cheated on?
Someone I was dating in a non-biblical way impregnated someone else while we were together.
Twice.
Does that count?
10) Is cheating acceptable in a relationship?
Flirting yes. Nudity? Not so much.
11) Who was the last person to call you?
A mayor. No joke. He calls here all the time.
12) What did you last drink?
Nursing a glass of Barefoot Pinot Grigio.
13) Do you know what dog food tastes like?
No, but my daughter had a fondness for cat food that made me nervous for awhile.
14) Last time you cried?
Today. Driving to Costco. No particular reason.
15) Reason for the last time you cried?
Haven't quite worked that out yet.
16) Ever done something really stupid?
Um. Yes. Also, you could add several reallys to this and I would still have to agree.
17) What can't you go a day without doing?
Talking to my daughter.
18) Do you miss anyone?
My daughter.
19) Do you think someone is thinking about you right now?
One can only hope.
20) Life?
I think I'm living a bit of a do-over life. That is something to be thankful for at least.
21) MySpace?
Boring. A lot of effing drama.
22) Winter?
Fun for a couple of weeks.
23) Friends?
Quality, not quantity.
25)What was the last movie you watched?
I am Legend. Yes. Seriously.
26) Have you ever cried in public?
Does my car count as 'public?'
27) Do you believe in love at first sight?
Lust, yes. Love? Don't be ridiculous.
28) Are you keeping a secret from someone that needs to know the truth?
Not currently, no.
29) Are your parents divorced?
Yes. Though not from one another.
However, I am someone's divorced parent.
30) Eye color?
Hazel. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself.
31) Winter or summer?
Summer. Summer. Summer. My personality is becoming progressively more weather dependant. Argh.
32) Night or day?
Hmmmm. I think 3-7pm is my time to shine.
33) Biggest mistake you have made recently?
I yell far too easily.
34) Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoos?
I think I am pierced out. I WANT a tattoo, but couldn't tell you what or where.
35) Last time you were confident?
The last 90 seconds of my run yesterday.
36) Do you believe in kissing on the first date?
Sure.
37) Do you want to get married?
Been there, liked it fine up until the ugly. No, probably not up for a repeat performance.
38) Describe your life in one word?
Limbo.
39) Have you ever felt replaced?
My kid has a stay at home mom. It isn't me. Yeah, I understand that feeling.
40) Are you only friends with the rich?
No.
41) Who did you last shoot a dirty look at?
Boyfriend. Sorry.
42) Last person who you phoned, and what do you think about him/her?
Boyfriend. I adore him. Even when neither of us are quite sure why.
43) Has the opposite sex been in your room before?
I share a bed (and teeny, tiny closet) with a member of the opposite sex.
44) What do you do when you have a bad day?
Give in, gratuitously. Or loose my temper. I'm basically a toddler on a really, really bad day.
45) Do you believe ex's can really ever be "just friends"?
Define "ex". I believe you can be friends with an ex, sure, even friends with an ex-spouse, but you are never going to be "Just Friends!" Its not that simple. Sadly.
46) If you could pack up and leave your life now to move away, would you?
I've gotten pretty good at moving and I need more sunshine in my life.