Lilly and Violet have now known me for about a month, Violet had her 5th birthday and I was invited! I had NO idea what to get her, so I bought her a board game, a cute mermaid tail blanket, and a book. (seemed to go over well) I played with them both in a bouncy castle, children really show you how out of shape you are, MY LEGS WERE BURNING!
Max and I lived about 15-20 mins away from each other, he was renting from family friends, and I lived in my own apartment with the dog. The more time we spent together the girls wanted me to do everything with them! It really is an amazing feeling to have two little nuggets want your opinion and your company, that's a love I wasn't familiar with. (I still feel a little confused by it in all honesty, its a hard love to be 100% open to, they give it freely and make you feel invincible, and then one sentence later its like you're an evil sea sponge out to kill their dreams) with that thought in mind, I have never felt more in love with a man, seeing him with the kids has only made me fall harder. Those girls just adore him and its barely 3 months into our relationship, and i'm having a hard time keeping the words "I love you" from spewing out of my mouth.
At this point the girls (and myself admittedly but I wasn't ready to tell Max yet) hated when I had to leave...I looked forward all week to the time we would all spend together, but it was a horrible feeling to say goodnight and then drive back to my empty apartment. Max must have been on the same page, because he decided that a weekend away was just the ticket! So the following weekend he picked the girls up and off we went for a little beach getaway.
The girls asked me to sleep with them, so we compromised and Max and I snuggled them to sleep and then slept in the room next door. I can't say I've ever had a little girl wake me up by jumping into bed before, but now that's my everyday.
I hadn't realized that a weekend away meant that I would be in the car at drop off....I looked like hell because we've been at the beach 2 days running, but sure lets do this!
Max pulled into the driveway and the girls hopped out, gave their dad a hug and kiss, and headed for the house. I would be lying if I didn't admit that it hurt my feeling a little that they didn't hug me goodbye. The girls were regularly holding my hand, hugging, and kissing me every chance they got...but then I realized their mom was standing there watching us, and I don't blame the kids for not knowing what to do.
His ex (we'll call her Ava) seemed peeved and walked towards us, addressed Max first and complained that she needed him to answer her messages, he just said sure and there was an awkward silence. Finally she turned to me and introduced herself, we shook hands and exchanged smiles, I made sure to compliment her children to her, and then we left.
We made it 5 miles down the road when Max's phone started lighting up....6 text messages later Ava made her objections to/about me known:
- How dare he do an overnight with me this soon in front of the girls
- Where did we all sleep?
- Where were we this weekend?
- If this doesn't work out between the two of us, HE gets to explain to the girls why i'm not around anymore
I would like to go on record in Ava's defense and say all of those things listed above are valid points, and as I've said in my previous entries I'm happy she's a concerned mom. I don't blame her for being worried, and for asking questions, that is her right as a parent.
What I don't like, and what still happens to this very day is that we drop the kids off, and in our 30 minute commute Max will 9/10 times have a text(s) about our weekend insulting we did and misconstruing things that were said...this tells me that the minute the girls get home, they are being interrogated, being "asked" about their weekend not out of curiosity and conversation, but being pumped for information. This ladies and gents I do not condone, and i'm pretty disgusted with it, and this was just the beginning.
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