i am letting my baby go to st louis

for 8 days. i may die.

if i don't die, i'm hoping that a bunch of things will happen: i will paint his bedroom, and maybe...another room?

i hope that i will sleep a lot. like through the night. i hope i will become more peaceful once i catch up on all that sleep.

i hope that his dad learns just what it takes to take care of a baby for 8 days. this part is a stretch, as his mom will be there and it's always easier if your mom is around...but maybe.

the therapist/mediator recommended empathy yesterday. maybe this will be a learning experience?

for TWO YEARS

the same two chat windows have been open.

it's weird. and so weird. their meanings seem to have settled now, everyone's falling into their places. i hope.