I am sitting here at gawdaweful thirty in the morning, not able to sleep after feeding my little one. Things are a mess in my life...

Several days ago I sent my son's father an email, in it I said that I wanted to move out of the area. He replied that it would probably be best for everyone if I did. So I asked him to give me writen "permission" to move... 3 requests and 5 days later ~ nothing.

Last night, when he came to visit the baby, he brought a "valentine's day" present... I don't get it. The man confuses me.

I am going to go try to sleep... this is all just confusing....