"It's a right night for the wrong company..."

As I wind down this overly exhausting day, I found it only appropriate to let you (although I'm not even sure if there is a "you" reading this thing) know how court went today...the results:
Every other weekend from 9am on Friday to 9am on Sunday, and every Tuesday. 
This will take a LOT of getting used to, but I'm sure Sophie will love weekends at her daddy's, and who am I kidding...I could definitely use a break sometimes.
She has been the happiest baby ever the past few days! I'm so proud of how she's growing up (minus the small temper tantrums, and also those times when she slings things - anything - from one side of the room to another, haha)!
She plays so good by herself with all of her baby dolls toys, I just love hearing her carry on "conversations" with them. My baby isn't so much a baby anymore!

Subject change (before i start crying, haha)...


Tonight I did something I TOLD myself i was going to stop doing...thinking about what USED to be is absolutely the biggest problem i have.
I mean, does it REALLY matter what happened or what was said yesterday, last week, a month and a half, or even two years ago? No, it sure doesn't.
Does that mean I've forgotten? Hell no.
Does that mean I'm going to forget? Nope.
Is the fact that I can't forget going to change anything? Not quite.
So, why do we do it? Why does everyone I know (me, mostly) dwell on the past and what could have been, because obviously it couldn't have been...considering it didn't happen.

One thing I know that is set in stone, and that I will never have to dwell on is this little booger...

"And when she wraps her hand around my finger, oh it puts a smile in my heart, everything becomes a little clearer...I realize what life is all about." <3

We're gonna go snuggle now.