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Finally I’ve done it. I’ve made the cut off!

Finally I’ve done it. I’ve made the cut off. I have to be honest I still hope for a life with him. What is wrong with me? But yes a good life ! No more talking can fix this now and yesterday I made the decision that I really well and truly can no longer be around him! Thursday he was lovely .. (as he is around me) and asked if he could stay the night.

The evening came and he was adamant in the fact that I was right , he has realised on his own. He can’t imagine anyone else having me. We deserve another chance. I felt content in the fact that he was spending the night, so surely this was progress, although still had my doubts in thinking he could have told her anything to get away for the evening. I made it clear that if he still had seeds to sow then he should do it , but said I wasn’t prepared to not move on just so he can go out and do what ever he pleases. He on numerous times said that that wasn’t what he wanted, he wanted me, he wanted us.

Friday he was still saying the same, held me and told me I had nothing to worry about. Friday night came and he agreed to stay in with our baby whilst I went to Milton Keynes for a few drinks for a friends birthday. I got all ready and felt positive, 9:30 and I rang and he said ’20 mins’ .. did he answer his phone after that?! Did he fuck!! How calculated and cruel does one person get. I wake to 3 messages all around 40 minutes apart and all saying sorry. He wasn’t that sorry because his phone doesn’t go on until 2:30pm. I was calm , he was off! He told me ‘he was coming,’ an hour later I wanted to find out what time he was coming. No answer!! He then texts ‘y u keep ringing me?’ .. is he serious ?? Obviously he lives in a world where it isn’t normal to ring their partner and find out a time I would be seeing him. I asked him what time and he sent ‘don’t no.’ This shitty behaviour is fucked up, clearly he was around her ! Does he not remember what he was saying just 24 hours previously ?!?

Enough was enough … I did what I said I was going to do all those days ago. I changed my number !! Not only that but I sent his little a girlfriend a VERY long message explaining how disrespectful he is towards her around me. How he is still sleeping with me and continued to tell me it’s me he wants!

Maybe I did the wrong thing, I had no proof he was with her and many would disagree in me ‘getting involved’ but I am involved. Why shouldn’t she know all this. I do stand by how she would learn for herself eventually that he won’t ever be a true boyfriend to her but the bitter side to me wanted her to know that it’s me that has walked away this time! I also wanted to make sure that he ended up with no one. Show him what it’s like to lose me and me ruining anything with her means he’d notice it a lot sooner.
This evening my sister called him to let him know he could arrange to see baby through her. He wasn’t happy about that! Charlotte told him I was completely done with the situation and how I couldn’t be around him when he behaves how he does. I’m immature apparently for not even speaking to him. What does talking do ?? Other than get inside my head. He explained he was at his grandmas so maybe the little girl has listened to what I said, she’ll probably let him back again but I know 100% she will wish she never did.

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Ready for day 3

Ok day 1 went , soup, chicken and fruit! Then day 2 was fruit, meal replacement and a jacket potato. I did have a sweetie lolly and a Dr Pepper too tho 🙈! 

We had a Halloween get together at my friends house. It was nice to have Dom there, I’m still feeling a little dubious this morning though. 

Sunday he called me late on after I had been trying him all day. I didn’t send abuse, although I did have a message ready if needed. He straight away was like ‘babe don’t go mad’ and basically had thought he had lost his phone but his friend had it. He came to see us in the evening and straight away is warm, friendly and just acting like we’re in love. He stays until nearly 2am. Tells me he’s coming back first thing as not at work … I know that doesn’t happen but for some reason I’m a lot calmer with him and it’s working. 

He’s comes around 2pm after I woke him at 12:30 and even answered the phone calling me his sugar dumpling. I mean what name is that … ha but trust me it’s a lot nicer than some of the things he’s called me. 

She’s still ringing him though and realistically I don’t actually know what he’s saying to her. She has shared some interesting quotes on Facebook though which indicates she’s hurting. Well more fool her she knew what she was getting in to. 

He said last night he’s gonna move back new year , fresh start and all that. I understand how he’s reluctant in bringing his clothes here again and he also thinks not rushing back into anything is the way forward. I somewhat agree. If she wasn’t on the scene I would be totally ok with it but I’m constantly thinking oh he’s with her… which is bound to be the case ey. 

I’m seeing him later and I do need to be firmer, stronger and wiser !! 

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Baby had her first bottle 🍼

It hasn’t been an easy decision and I did ignore the health visitors advice for a week. The breastfeeding gurus on Monday told me to just feed more but realistically with this current set up it’s pretty impossible. I don’t have the support a woman needs who wants to exclusively breastfeed, I still get pain and I need to start trying to sort a routine. 

So today she had her first bottle with formula. I’ve also given her expressed in a bottle and she has fed on me since too so it hasn’t gone too bad. Hopefully she now gains some weight. It also gave me a sense of freedom already. 

She’s such a good baby , she’s literally amazing 😍

Yesterday afternoon I struggled. I hit a low again , sobbing out loud with that heart wrenching pain. He went to hers after work at 6am and although I thought I’d be ok with it I really wasn’t!! All his betrayal makes me sick and the fact he’s still going there makes me so angry and hurt! Wednesday afternoon his texts were pleasant and he even felt the need to text ‘xx’ . We spoke in the morning and I still felt positive like we could sort it out eventually. He ended the call saying ‘love you too.’ 

Evening came and he text saying ‘can I make it up to you I feel ill’ if it was his first excuse and he’d been brilliant for past 4 weeks I would have accepted it. But no … it’s not on. I made a comment about how he’s making excuses just to be with her … THEN he said ‘listen stop bringing my girl into our arguments.’ Is he fucking serious ??? His girl ?? Yet he has been with me for 3 days , stroking my face, kissing me, holding our baby talking about how he’s going to win me back. All done in front of his brother at times! Then he has the cheek to disrespect me like that! Mugging me off in front of a 20 year old girl. NO! This is where this stops!! What was I thinking anyway allowing him to continue with two lives. Even before this I had made the decision it had to stop. I had to be stronger … he needs to miss us now and lose us for even a chance of him fixing up and stop being such a selfish prick! 

A phone call to his bro and a suitcase and 5 bin bags later I took all his stuff to his dad’s house. I sent messages with abuse and he still text saying ‘I will always love you.’ No matey you fucked up. Showing off in front of someone who is half the person I am! He also text saying he was going to come straight from work. Again I told him no! He can’t just pop by whenever he pleases anymore! That girl child is welcome to him. He won’t change for anyone and I felt good for the first time in a long time!! I know he’ll regret this. I know he’ll be back. I know this little set up he has with blondie won’t last and he’s only enjoying the fact she’ll take his shit! 

He had gone to work and at 3am I woke to messages saying ring me and also saying ‘I know you’re awake!’ I did what I said I wouldn’t do but called him, same old SHIT! About how I hurt him, how he wants a woman he can trust. Who will support him no matter what. The boy is deluded. I’ve given him the chance of a proper life and he throws it back in my face. I’ll give it to him he does manipulate the situation so I’m apologising , I’m still saying after everything I’d still be willing to give us a chance. To that he just says how he doesn’t think I’ll mean it and as soon as I’m myself again I’ll just leave. He continues to go on about how well I was looking when he was in jail and how it hurts so bad that someone else had me. It’s all very childish and it’s all the same stuff we talk of. I need to leave him to it now. No amount of talking will make him see sense, he needs to realise for himself and it’s very likely I won’t still be around when he does realise. End of the day … if he REALLY didn’t care, didn’t want me and had ‘moved on.’ He wouldn’t spend hours talking to me about this stuff. He wouldn’t want to confuse situations by having sex with me. He would just say ‘I’ve left, I love Ariana and can we not make it about us anymore but only her’ .. the talking is frustrating ! Why bother if he knew 100% we were never going to work. 

Today I woke up feeling sad. Thinking maybe it is all my fault , how maybe I shouldn’t have told him my mistakes (as he suggested) and how gutted I was. That was until I read a few entries of an older blog of when he was in prison. It was hard reading the posts about how in love we were, and how strong it was making us and how he was my soul mate. Then I read a post where I was questioning my loyalty to him anyway. It was deep it was raw .. pretty much summed up how much of a prick he was before he  went too. 

Reality is … he’s never treated me right. Only time he did was when he was behind bars, and of course he would then. I’ve given nearly 3 years of my life to him, had his baby and he still questions my commitment!? What a messed up boy! 

By this afternoon I again was thinking how maybe me keeping a distance would make him come good. I have to have a little hope, even if it’s not for a relationship but for our daughter! She doesn’t deserve a pop by dad who only wants her when it suits him. 

He wasn’t interested in organising seeing her through a mutual person so I suggested he has her on his own at mine. Suggesting this Saturday night only put me under the spotlight with questions! Where am I going? Who with? What am I doing? He was clucking all ready! 

This afternoon he text asking how we both were, then said how he missed Ariana, asked where I was then finally said ‘please don’t ignore me’. I replied with ‘yeh we’re cool thanks’ nearly 2 hours later and nothing more! His reply 

See!! He’s not well! He’s a very confused boy and if he doesn’t sort himself out he will lose far too much and then regret this for the rest of his life ! 

I didn’t reply. He’ll be at work now, and I can’t lie I rather think about him being at work during the night than being with her. I know I cross his mind, we both will. He admits how it’s bloody constant, I literally think of nothing else at the moment either and even the most selfish person in the world wouldn’t be able to block all this out. 

I need to stay this strong. This time it can’t just be days .. it needs to be weeks. Months even! When he wants to see Ariana I need to leave him to it with her, I can’t be around him as he just makes me weak. It won’t be a daily thing either and I won’t be the one asking when he wants to see her. He knows what he needs to do. 

I’m just taking each day at a time xxx 

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Baby’s first hospital trip 

It’s pretty scary for mother to see blood in your baby’s sick as you can imagine ! I first called NHS direct at 3:45 am on Monday morning. What a surprise Dominic wasn’t contactable.

We went for lunch on Sunday as planned and we ended up being together for like 8 hours. It’s one thing saying he can have minimal contact but when we’re together and getting on, why would I begrudge our daughter and also me of this family time ?! He wanted to bath her too and saying no it would just turn nasty. I have to be honest I also like having him around.

I think he realised how important it is to be around more or at LEAST contactable for his daughters sake after he finally learnt she was in hospital on Monday morning. It’s frustrating that he can’t just realise this!

Luckily turns out the blood was likely to be from me after a bad latch. It was well worth the visit as she is now being treated for reflux. Which is likely why she hasn’t gained weight and not due to my breast milk. Dom was brilliant all day, had to tell him again in the evening about himself but he saw sense pretty quickly and he came home with us. I was bloody tired so I really needed the support.

He’s spent the majority of the day here too. I am so torn between knowing I deserve better to thinking we can work through this. Outsiders will call me crazy but I’ve realised now how much I did really hurt him by meeting someone else when he was inside. We have both been unkind to each other and yes his revenge was done at a disgusting time but the thought of life without him kills me. The thought of not giving this another chance for our baby just isn’t an option for me. We haven’t been right for ages and yes she’s still on the scene but I think it will come good.

She called him Sunday stressing as to why he was still with me. After that it was quite easy to show myself exactly how weak he is of a person. He just laid on the bed and I showed him what he was missing. After all I have needs too!

I know he will always tell me he loves me, make comments how ‘mummy needs to have me home’ and making it pretty clear she means nothing to him. Right now he has no where to really go as I’m not ready to have him here full time. Not only due to forgiveness but because of trust. I’m not putting myself in that position again, I’m letting her be the one stressing about where he is and what he’s doing. I’m not going to force him into making a decision nor will I use our baby as a reason we should cut the crap and start again. At the minute it’s like I’m the other woman and I rather it be that way then me being the one cheated on, she thinks he’s here just seeing our baby but separated couples don’t behave like us. Realistically will I be able to trust him again ??? That I’m not so sure about.

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With a new day comes new strength and new thoughts ..

Saturday morning and I woke up feeling sad. Baby just 3 weeks old and her daddy isn’t around. I felt like I just wanted to him home, I wanted him there to have family time in our bed. Enjoy our new baby together. I felt just shit. 

On Friday he told me he wanted to see her everyday and asked if midday was ok for Saturday. I had been invited for breakfast that morning and I wasn’t about to turn down company when the likelihood of Dominic sticking to a time is zero. I had to stick to my guns though and if he failed to show or wanted a different time then no , that’s not ok. His loss. Far too many times during my pregnancy he would dictate to me everything .. literally EVERYTHING! I also didn’t want to play it nasty either , just going out and not contacting him would give him the opportunity to say ‘well I came by’ and I’d be blamed. So I texted in the morning asking where he would like to meet at 12. At 12:45 he messaged asking if he could come later.. I explained I was busy later and we should do tomorrow. Sounds minor but that is a big step for me. I took back some control. He was kind in his reponses, I even got kisses and we have planned to meet today for lunch.

As the day went on I was feeling low again, just missing him, wanting to call him. I didn’t get it.. was he not missing me too?!! Mind again playing overdrive and just hating all of this.

Then the unthinkable happened at around 8pm ‘hey how as she been today?’, I was shocked. My friends were shocked, we had just been having a conversation about how men can go days without seeing their children and not think anything of it. I didn’t give too much away in my responses but he did message saying how he can’t wait to see us both. Whether he means it or not it helped that he said that, he clearly was thinking about us. 

I woke up at 3am, and then again at 6am for feeds and both times I have felt like I don’t want him. As much as I justify his actions, admit my mistakes and feel all this love for him … he literally has done the unthinkable! I remind myself of the times I didn’t know where he was and think ‘fucking prick he was with her,’ he watched me go through that traumatic labour and cried so much (through guilt apparently) yet still went back there after. Chose drugs and having sex over looking after me and his baby!! Easy option for such a weak man. Even when I questioned him he lied and was rude to me, like I was going insane. 

I have so much to say to him today. Him disappearing the day after I got out of hospital was disgusting! I couldn’t even get out of bed. Even if I had booked a prison visit and not turned up when he was inside would not compare to this. How could he possibly have done that to someone he supposedly loves and his brand new baby. That girl is just a sket too, as if I would want a man round who clearly hasn’t stepped up to being a father. She’s blinded obviously and thinks ‘oh he’d be different with me’, well wait until you get karma love because I will stand back and laugh!! Even since and you’ve found out he was still with me you’ve took him back. So congratulations on being a mess and a weak little girl. Right now I feel like she can have him. I don’t need to deal with his bullshit. I can meet someone who would NEVER treat me the way he has. Not even the cheating at the most disgusting time but the mental abuse, the vile words, the lack of respect, all of it. 

I REALLY don’t want him right now and that’s a good place to be at. The thought of having sex with him again makes me feel sick, he has a bloody lot of work to do for that. I hope he gets his help, but I need mine too. I’m showing him I’m strong yet crumbling inside. Just by taking back a tiny bit of control I’ve seen a different side to him ALREADY. The powers of reverse psychology ey ….. 

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A new start ?

I failed in waiting for him to call, Sunday blues came and the sadness took over me. I couldn’t understand how someone who was so involved in my life can literally walk away without a second thought. He responded to my text by saying I had told him not to call me but he would ring me soon. He didn’t. He rang me over 24 hours later. 

He began with small talk, what had I been up too, how am I? He even asked what had I bought him whilst shopping. I joked by saying I had bought him a frying pan to hit him over the head with and not what he had suggested that I was finally going to cook for him. He mentioned that he didn’t understand women and why they needed closure. I pointed out that hanging me on a thread wasn’t fair either, again he didn’t make any real sense and said he still wants to be my friend. He was trying to make it easier for me apparently, how he heard that my Dad was giving my man a job and them sort of things and so didn’t want to get in the way. He knew all of this right from the start, I never once even let him believe maybe we could be together. Maybe I was harsh in saying that he really didn’t need to protect me as I’m the one who would be completely fine as soon as I had my man home. I sensed that he knew this was true. He admitted he had a lot going on and really was in no position to be with me properly, I reiterated that that was never my intention. I feel like more was said, he asked when I was back in town, and seemed sure he would see me again. This leads me to believe that there is no one else but some kind of crazy ‘deal’ that is going on, I did hear something quite suspect when I was last there. Again he went by saying he’d call me back. I will leave him now, it is sad to think he’s out my life now but it was always going to have to be like that one day. It’s not like I don’t have my Mr Right anyway and I’ve been through a lot worse before in regards to losing these man friends, I will cope even if my beloved doesn’t get tag. 

Last night I admitted to my beloved regarding the fling I’ve had. It went better than I expected. He was quiet, angry, hurt, disappointed but he understands that this was just his karma after the way he treated me before. Our call ended on a positive, he truly loves me, this has shown me more than ever. To forgive me for this, takes some guts. My gosh I love him. Within 10 days I should find out if I’m getting him home or not. 

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A social media rant 

Snapchat and Instagram, social media sites that when used properly can be fun, light-hearted and enjoyable but once again this evening the cousin has made my blood boil. This time on snapchat, man is doing videos of his cash saying ‘look at all his money’… It probs looks about £300. £400 tops!! Does he not realise in the grand scheme of things that isn’t a great deal?! Like if I didn’t have a mortgage to pay and a flat to run I would be laughing. It’s called being an adult! Having bills to pay and a flat I can call mine is far more important than having a few quid in my pocket. Last I heard he worked at KFC but with no responsibilities (as he doesn’t pay for his kids) I can see why he got a little excited over some paper. Jeez. The man is so stupid. Well I say man, nothing grown up about that boy. I know what he’s doing too, making out like its ‘trap money’, the silly little boy couldn’t run a vegetable patch let alone trap on the streets like life is some rap song. I need him as far away from my man as possible. Embarrassing. Time I removed him! 

Today I worked for a GPS sports watch brand, and now I need one in my life. If I get accepted into the marathon I Defo need to purchase one. At about £140 though they are not cheap but I see it as an investment and as I was once spending that on a PT per month this is well worth it. 

1767 calories today, no run but I did walk over 11,000 steps at work so I have been active. No studying tonight, too tired. There’s still time yet though, maybe something relatively straight forward like Occupiers liability. Must keep up the momentum! 

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1 Saturday down , 5 to go ..

.. Until I am able to go out and party!! I have my little girl tonight anyway so wouldn’t have gone out tonight but tomorrow could have been a possibility. Craving a good night out so bad!! 

1,818 calories today, had a Chinese with my mini me but counted it correctly. I didn’t snack at all today and that makes such a big difference in your calories, they soon add up. I was under on the fat and sugars content too. I didn’t manage to go for that run this morning, woke up feeling so groggy as I have been doing for a while now. More water, more water a must and back drinking my herbal teas I once got into a good routine with. 

I bought a new cream today and at nearly £10 (and that was half price) it wasn’t cheap. Nip + fab tummy fix it’s called, the reviews look good and after I stood in my underwear in front of the mirror at the sunbed shop I realised how bad the tummy situation is. I took a photo, not brave enough to upload yet but I will do if I get a good picture in a month or so to compare it. Will let you know if it works. I know it’s pretty natural to have stretch marks and excess skin after a pregnancy and especially for someone like me who has lost over 6 stone but to me it just looks weird. Not natural at all. I did get into a good shape last year and it began to look better but I was having a personal trainer then, I am hoping I can do it again without one. 

It’s 1:40am, I did my usual of having a late evening kip to study more effectively. It works yet my body clock is all over the place. Proud of what I have achieved tonight tho. Tomorrow I am working again, cinema date with my daughter then I will pick a different topic to get my teeth into. I’ve got this!!

65 days till Ibiza !! 

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Just over half way as a prison wife .. 

I was fooling myself with the doubts. I couldn’t leave him. I see his face and I melt. I see how his eyes go when he hears my words about the doubts I have. It would break him. He is so in love with me and that’s enough. We kiss and I need more. I cuddle him and never want to let him go. God what I would do for a night alone with him no screws, no large room, no dogs. One day!

We have 8 months left, tag is looking unlikely after the fight he had so December 21st is our focus. Imagine the feeling on that day for both of us. I’m planning in my head what we can do on that day, hotel, dinner, drinks. I have said previously how I wouldn’t cope if he didn’t get tag but I actually think it would be terrible for our relationship. 7pm every night, we’d have no money and my single occupancy benefits would stop so I’d have to work more to try make up that deficit and I just think it would be complete stress! If it happens obviously I will be happy but it’s not a disaster if it doesn’t. I love him and he is worth the wait I know that much.

I spoke with 2 other prison girlfriends today both said they would never put themselves through this again. One had 2 small children and the other was pregnant and due in July, hats off to those women although they are dealing with shorter sentences having children involved would make it 100 times worse. I would also see the man as far more selfish, being a father and risking life away from them is unforgivable. Although I understand mistakes happen and previous offences can come back and bite them in the arse but some are just plain stupid and do not learn!

242 days to go …

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Positive mind..

I feel much happier today, far more positive regarding uni. Exams are so close and yesterday I was questioning whether it’s actually something I am even capable of. Of course it is! What a silly thought!!

Well my weekend… Hmmm… Well!! I worked all day Saturday then did a hostessing shift early evening. That ended and I came home and felt ridiculously lonely. I assumed the guy I had arranged to see wasn’t coming over as I had made it pretty clear I wouldn’t be having sex with him. I had only eaten a subway all day and the idea of any real food just depressed me. How is this life?! Saturday night, no one to talk too, no one to cuddle or even just have a laugh with. I cried at my local shop when I picked up a ‘mug shot’ for tea with the realisation how fucking on my own I am! Still 8 months later and I am not used to it. Is it something you EVER get used too?! I perked up slightly when he text and I told him to come over. We got on well, we sat close on the sofa and there was definite chemistry. He is incredibly attractive but my mind just kept saying ‘he’s not your man.’ I had already came to the conclusion that no matter what happened it just would not end well, one day it would bite me in the arse or leave us both in a situation when my love was to finally came home. Doorman had previously made it clear that he’s ok with being a side piece (thought only men had those) and in fact had done it before with another girl who’se man was locked up! No matter what would happen, I told myself ‘Do not have sex with this man!’ I was strong, gold medal needed I think and he left… pretty awkwardly left I must add but I know I made the right decision. I am not sure what I was thinking with even agreeing to see him, I guess I thought someone to chill with for a bit and if something ended up happening then so be it but no way would I do it on our first meet!! 

Anyway it’s over before it even started. He text the next day and made it pretty clear that that was what he thought we were gonna be ‘a booty call’ and if I wanted to ‘build on last night’ to let him know. I know I still wouldn’t want sex with him even on a second meet ESPECIALLY after his reaction so I stood back. I made it clear that sex was a big deal to me but yet I do appreciate that really he’s only protecting himself. He pointed out that chilling and it being about MORE than just sex is a situation that gets people more attached and he’d eventually be the one who gets mugged off. Fair enough, fair point and so we’ll just say goodbye now. 

Today I am missing my man more than ever. I need to kiss him!! I’ve kissed 2 men since I’ve last kissed him and I know it’s wrong but can anyone blame me?! They weren’t him though, argh why is he not just here!!!?? Yesterday I decided I couldn’t wait till Sunday and I have got in to see him on Thursday. Cannot wait!! I haven’t even heard his voice in 12 days! He may be changing his mind about me?! Who knows! 

I swear he best get tag in August. I won’t go till December not having sex!! Not at all!!!!