I drove down to get supplies yesterday morning and had intended stopping at the bargain shop to get a new nest for Harley as I knew she wasn't too far off having her kittens. There wasn't anywhere to park and I thought it could wait a day or so. I was wrong. Came home and put the car away and unpacked the groceries and she just came out and stood there and yowled at me very loudly and I knew it was on. The kids got very excited. I got some old towels out and put them on the floor and wished I hadn't let Phill throw out the old nest we had. Later I went down to the shed and it was in the trailer ready to go to the tip. It was clean enough so I brought it up to the house and she jumped straight in it and settled down. We made it up with some plastic and clean towels and she settled down and gave birth to three little babies. She did really well although the middle one was a bit of a worry, but he soon settled down and they're all healthy and full of energy and feeding well. I need to talk to the vet about getting her spayed before the so called recommended time. We have no trouble finding homes for the kittens, and a lot of places need farm cats etc so I don't feel we're being irresponsible there, but it can't be good for her to keep having litters.
Yesterday, by accident, I found the blog of a woman I knew years ago when I had my weight loss site and an email list that I formed from it. She had a horrible husband who she had been married to for thirty odd years, they had grown children etc. I heard on the grapevine that he had "traded her in for a younger model" but I lost touch with her and a lot of others from that time. As I read through what she had gone through I cried, and it really affected me. And I realised I was crying for myself as well, because of the situation I am in and feel like I will never get out of. She came out with quite a sizeable settlement and has been able to set herself up on her own and seems really happy. I know I won't be so lucky and when I do walk away, it will be with nothing, probably less than I had when I got married. I had a talk to Kate about it and she wants me and the kids to go over there but I am not making any rash decisions. I know in my heart that I have truly tried in my marriage but there is no compromising, he just doesn't seem to give a shit about anything anymore, least of all me.
Anyway, enough of that, I am going to enjoy this time of peace and freedom. Of course Emily is the abuse deputy but I can avoid her mostly. My time will come.
The weather is still gorgeous and makes it hard to feel down or worried, and it's so nice and quiet without tv or radio or movies blasting constantly. Even the kids remarked on it yesterday.
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Sending (((HUGS)))
I so miss the feeling of holding and smelling baby kittens.
They are cuties!
Am so sorry its like this for you. Sadly as happens many men don't see the problems coming and then are suprised although its been staring them in the face for years. Take care of yourself okay
oh the kittens are darling. I am sorry that you are feeling down with Phil. I can't give any advice but I do know that you have to do what is best for you. I also know you are a remarkably strong woman.
Thanks for stopping by my blog today, but I have to ask: What is that - your comment about Easter Parades? What is an Easter Parade?
Harley and you are absolute troopers.
While you are busily taking care of everyone even the cat, remember to take care of yourself.
Relationships equal compromise.
One of the last things my Mum said to me as she was dying was, "Never ever break up your family"
She felt she had to forgive my Dad's indiscretion, as she believed it was best for us kids. Her compromise. They got through their bad patch and we all grew up better for her strength. Then he took care of her so devotedly and tenderly as her health deteriorated. His compromise. It was a remarkable thing to witness.
What goes around comes around and everything always changes.
Good luck
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