My gem is back

After the thirty minute protest my daughter is finally asleep.

 I met my future ex and her bf at a fast food place at 6 this morning to get my daughter. I saw him first because the girls had gone to the restroom. He filled me in on a few things including the 10 hour drive to get to where I was meeting them. It almost made feel guilty that I had gotten sleep during their drive (I said almost).

Anyways when my baby came out of the bathroom she saw me and came running, screaming Mommy M. I picked her up as she started to cry and as she did what has been a customary looking at my face by moving my head in every direction. I don’t know if she is looking for a mask or what. She then told me she thought she wasn’t going to see me. Which B (the bf) had told me that she had started doubting that they were actually going to see me.

After breakfast, which they had left before she had finished, we went to the park. While we were playing she said a phrase I didn’t realize how much I missed: “Mommy M you’re my best friend.” It always makes me cry a little. When we got back to my place where my friend keeps a room open for me she got to meet his girls before they were taken back to the land of the eternal sun. The rest of the day we hung around watching cartoons and playing with dolls.               

 He and his GF are back and in bed. My baby is a sleep. While I’m exhausted I sit here thinking how great it is to have her back and find myself crying. However for the first time in a while the tears are of happiness and relief. It feels like I’ve got a missing piece back. As to those who may question me from looking for primary custody since she does have a half-sister by way of her other mother, I don’t care she is my daughter and worth fighting for. Besides I’m putting in for Mommy C to get her during summer, spring and winter breaks.

 

P.S. When I told my little girl to say goodbye to Mommy C apparently I struck a nerve. About 10 minutes after they had left she texted me to make sure I knew that our daughter was to call her Mommy not Mommy C. Oh well.