After our three days had come and gone it was time to go home. I was one scared mommy. Although I had the greatest support from my parents. We got home and all cozy. My boyfriend would call me and we would talk but I did not see him for a few days. So I guess that gave him permission to hook up with other women. Although I do not believe that was ever talked about or agreed upon.
I remember that I had went ice skating with a friend and her boyfriend right after I had my daughter. Let me tell you do not do that. I ripped stitches and everything they sewed up. It was not good and it hurt like crazy. When my daughter first got home I did not leave her for a few days but the depression kicked in. They call it post partum depression. It is something women can get after having a child. It is not a fun thing and something that needs to be taken seriously.
After two weeks I decided I would start to work again. I was still on maternity leave from my job so I decided to help out at my moms work. I had called my boyfriend and asked him if he would ask his mom if she would like to watch my daughter the next day while I went to work. Of course she agreed she was excited. We continued to talk and we got into a little argument and I ended the phone call. Well he took it as me breaking up with him. Which is not what I did.
That morning I got up and got myself and my little girl ready. I got her all packed up and we got in the car. We headed over to my boyfriends parents house. We get to the house and I see a SUV. I know exactly who this SUV belongs too. My heart started racing and I started to get very upset. I walked into the house handed my daughter over to his mom. I asked her if he was in is room, I was praying he was not.
As I head to his room my heart started to race faster and faster. I opened the door and what I saw was what I feared I was going to see. He was in bed with another girl. One that he had just told me the night before I did not have to worry about. I was not happy at all. I kicked his foot and he opened his eyes. He knew he messed up but he played it off like it was my fault.
I turned around grabbed my daughter and went back to the car. My mom looked at me and asked what happened. I told her and she asked what do you want to do? I had no one else to watch her. I talked with my mom and we decided that I would still let his mom watch her. Although there was a couple of rules.
I contacted her all throughout the day to make sure how my little girl was doing. I would have asked for pictures but they did not have cell phones. I worried about her all day. My anxiety level was off the charts. I could not wait to get her.
After we got off and went and picked up my daughter my now ex boyfriend for the millionth time tried to talk to me. I was not having it. I had nothing to tell him. He lost my trust again. I try to stay strong for my little girl but there was something about this guy that always dragged me back to him.
After a few weeks of being separated I decided to talk to him. He apologized over and over again and said nothing happened but I did not believe him I knew better than that. I ended up believing him and giving it a shot again. I know I was a very stupid person.