Love is in the Air

No, it's not like that.

You gotta love an ob-gyn who listens to your stressors, hugs you, and goes out to her car to lend you her hot pink boxing gloves because it's good exercise and she knows you really want to punch someone.

I ♥ my doctor.

Now all I need is a sparring partner.

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 Well, it's out. He doesn't want a separation. He wants a divorce. He's been having an affair (350 miles away) since Thanksgiving - his high school reunion.

He reconnected with a woman at his 35th high school reunion. The one I wasn't invited too. On Thanksgiving weekend. While I drove back home to be with M at his wrestling tournament. 

The counselor told him to back off of this relationship for a while and warned him that it's likely to end badly. G said he didn't know where it was headed, but that "everyone will think that's why we're divorcing, but it's not" @@

I didn't stand a chance at reconciliation and he admitted he doesn't want to pretend anymore when we met with the counselor this morning.

We met with the kids for an hour, then alone and he played along for a while and then BAM! it came out.

FuckityfuckFUCKfuck.




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