Last night turned out to be the "Battle Royale" here at my house. I couldn't take it any longer. I needed to get this shit settled and figure out what needs to be done for some improvements to happen. I refuse to be continually disregarded and disrespected.
Things got fairly ugly before they started to get better but they did eventually get better. I think the clincher (which I must say I am mighty proud of) was when we were laying in bed and Ruby was laying between us and he was telling me how beautiful she is and I said, "Remember how hard we worked to get her? How badly we wanted to have a family? Well don't you think that we should work a little harder at being a family and loving each other and respecting each other now that she's here? Shouldn't we act like the family that we always wanted to be and almost weren't?"
He said, yes.
Then after a little more talking he said the three words that I have been longing to hear. The three words that every woman wants her husband to say to her. I wish I had recorded him saying the three beautiful words so I could listen to their magic over and over again...
He said, "I was wrong."
It brings a tear to my eye. I will be hearing those words in my dreams.