The weekend starts with SO NOT wanting to go pick up SD on saturday. His attitude is that she only comes here because she wants something. Which is the correct thinking. BUT then he feels guilty for thinking that and he compensates by his actions towards her while she's here.

"what honey"
"babygirl, do you want to stop and rent a movie?"

BLEGH

Saturday, we go to the hardware store and look at a ceiling fan I want for the baby's room. I don't like taking skids to do these things because then SO lets them give an opinion. I could give two shits about what they think about what goes in MY house. My fav ceiling fan is not a kiddie one, its contemporary. Eventually that nursery will be a guest bedroom/office area. Once SD is out, I'm taking her room over. Well, SO is excited and shows the skids the two fans we like. SD about my pick "EWe gross. That's not good for a baby's room at all. I dont' like that one" Of course she likes the one SO likes. Then says "I guess my opinion really doesn't matter though" NO it doesn't bitch. But SO feeling bad says hesitantly "well its fine. I asked because I wanted your opinion" Well SO you speak for yourself. I just stayed silent.

I left him to his own devices with my disengagement on sunday. He was so frustrated. He over plans then gets pissed because he can't do everything and it becomes the world's fault. He tore apart SS's room (the plan was to work on the BABY's room) but he wanted to paint SSs room too. Whatever. That's on you. I'm worried about MY BABY. So, I got my painting done. SO? HA! He had to run his children back and forth all while trying to get SS's room painted, plus since I'm getting MY BABYs room carpeted, he's getting carpet for SS. Now, I should say SS doesn't bother me and earns his keep in the house. I have quashed any changes that are desired for SD's room. Fuck her. Anyways, he was really frustrated, because then he didn't get anything done and we had to run to a bday party for my friend's son.

We get to the bday party which I fully expected SD to follow daddy around. for the most part she did, but there were some surprising times when she didn't and wanted to be around me. Makes me suspicious. I have learned when she starts sitting next to daddy or standing next to him, to just walk away. I am not playing her stupid game. Of course at one point when we are there, me and SO are sitting next to one another in patio chairs on the deck. She comes and sits across from him. THEN starts rubbing her toes on his feet and they start pushing one each others feet and basically playing footsie. FUCK ME :sick: I got up and went to the pool.