Today, I met ex husbots girlfriend for the first time.
And on the way to the car when his family was saying their goodbyes to the boys, she hugged me. In fact, they all hugged me (except the ex). I was shocked. In May, it will be 2 years since our split, and this is the first time that we’ve spent any amount of time together as a family. I love them all so much. I never wanted to give them up, but it’s par for the course I suppose.
Last year, they planned separate birthday parties for the boys because they didn’t want to include me. It was heartbreaking, but I understood. This year, my ex decided to include me (and my sister) in their plan at the last minute. I was thrilled that they may finally be past the ‘crucifixion phase’, but I was still nervous that there could be drama.
I was a little worried that he’d ruin things by trying to make me jealous, or show me up somehow to put me in my place. But he did nothing of the sort. I was amazed. I didn’t detect a single ounce of discomfort from his family either, which was awesome. I like the girlfriend. She seems like a good fit. During the party, she and I had several conversations about the family and my boys. She’s sweet and I’m genuinely happy for them. I want nothing more than for him to have what I have. It was all I could do not to thank her for helping him move forward. They’re actually talking about moving in together this June, when she relocates to be near him!
This day has been a huge success in many ways. I’m so happy and relieved!!!!! =D
