was okay. It was a total downpour out, so we did take out and took it back to xH's. We ate, had Elmo cake, I gave DD a bath and then we did presents.
The whole thing was pleasant enough and I think xH is FINALLY coming around to understand that these things are important for her. If not at the time, but for the memory's sake - the video, the photos, the initial happiness to some degree.
We are having bathtime trauma right now, so that was hell. And then when I put DD to bed and left, she was bloodcurdling screaming for me, which was hard. And it sucks that last night was xH's night, not mine. I pushed that baby out - I deserve her on her birthdays!
But I also needed the night free to clean for Mom's arrival.
I was sobbing walking out the door and xH followed me out trying to shoot the schit with me. Dude. I am visibily, terribly upset that my baby is screaming for me and you want to talk about your neighbor's cruise? Eff that.
So I cried all the way home, then I cleaned house and enjoyed a glass of wine before crashing. I'll be happy to pick up my girl this afternoon, see Mom tonight and have all weekend with both.