I didn't have to bake a single thing to get me through the day and my stomach stopped feeling like it's about to shoot out of my butt. That's progress, right?

Today was a pretty good day...at least compared to what I was scared it would be and how it's been so far. It helped a LOT that my kids were here all day for a visit too. H had a good talk with SD about keeping her hands to herself. Bio's distracted SD from H for some of the day which made when they were together more tolerable. Also, being able to tolerate them helped me be around them while they were together and I got a chance to see H really working on some of the things we've talked and fought about. It gives me hope. I know there is still a lot for us to iron out. There will likely be plenty more fights in our future but through these actions H is showing me that he hears me.