I mentioned the postpartum depression to him a few days ago. I know I suffer from it and I'm on zoloft (sp) but I know guys can get it too. He insists that he's ok and I'm the only one who's depressed. I'm going to see how tomorrow goes. Thats when we do our little councelling. If it doesn't go well then I'll ask if I can bunk at my dad's place for a few days. I don't know if he'll say yes, but its worth a shot if push comes to shove.

He finally told me where the money is going (or did he?) and he says that he's putting it in the bank so we could use it later to get a place of our own (like I mentioned before). I don't want to discourage him from saving, but it'd be nice if we went out to dinner every once in a while just to enjoy ourselves. This makes me feel like I'm a burden to be around, you know? He gives me that impression everytime I ask him to go someplace with me. He doesn't seem to enjoy doing much of anything besides work anymore...and he made it perfectly clear I'm off limits to it.

I don't want to discourage him from working, but he just doesn't think of anything else. I don't know if its because he hates being home with us, if he has another girl he wants to see there, or if...well, I don't know any other option. He just took another odd job from his boss and thats to build stalls onto an already existing barn. I begged him not to do it because that means he'll just never be home at all. I'm not sure what he'll decide.

Hampton, her name is Aspen



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"And so I will be as if all the stars were laughing when you look at the night sky"
"The most dangerous place in the world is to be between a mother and her child"
"Yeah, a little too Raph"
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