I'm feeling so proud of my baby girl, right now. She is a looker. I have to admit, I took this pic right after her bath so the cannula tape was off (that's why she's so rosy cheeked in that picture). You can also tell that her cochlear ear piece was annoying her because she was trying to take it off her ear. Honestly, though, she's really precious. Those eyes melt me. Shes, in my opinion, outgrowing the preemie head. I've got her in the bouncy seat right now and shes nursing in her sleep- those little lips are so precious.
I don't know what his ultimate plan is. I think it's giving him too much credit to imagine he has a plan. He didn't fight me at all about custody. He is supposed to come to her once a week and I'm supposed to arrange one overnight a month with him, but he hasn't taken me up on those nights. So, do I think he'd sign away custody? Until I found out HW was pregnant, I would've said no. Now, I think he might, only because she is going to be a bigger pain in the ass if he denies her what she wants.
I know he picked her...all too well. I spent the last several weeks wondering what I could've done to fix us. It slowly, but sadly, dawned on me that he will probably never get it. And, that, it took both of us screwing up in our own ways to get where we are. I did my best. If she's what he wants, then it was ways doomed. I can't be her. I won't be her!
He didn't come back for his time. Not that I thought he would. I should be thankful that she's really too young to notice. good night my friends