it’s all too much
You know, in between the death of my aunt and the new job and the grueling schedule we have now, you’d think I’d be moaning and groaning, dooming and glooming. Nope. Let’s add to the mix the phone call I got this morning for the KoE’s dad, who had found a fabulous, last minute deal and is on his way to visit. Tomorrow night. Tomorrow. Night. Never mind that it’s on the eve of my first business trip. Nope. Never mind that I’ve taken a big leap of faith and cancelled my child care plans for tomorrow night, assuming that the ex-H will indeed arrive when he says he will, and will take care of the kid while I wing my way North…
I should be feeling much more upset, nervous, and wacky than I am, shouldn’t I? Actually, all I’m really dreading is the fallout next week, when his papa goes back over the oceans and I’m left to pick up the pieces.
It sucks that I’m always going to be the boring one and his father is always going to be the good time guy. So be it. I hope they are kind to each other. I hope they have fun together.
I hope I can find a place to stay this weekend, because I offered to let the ex stay at our house.
O.O
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4 opinions for it’s all too much
jen h
Feb 20, 2007 at 11:31 pm
as a parent of two and divorced for almost 4yrs. i must say that NO matter what you do you will always feel like it is the wrong thing and you could have done better! Take each day one day @ a time and only and know that you are providing things for them that no–one else can. That means time and love and even yelling @ them when need be. LOL We are only human and we have the right to make mistakes in this lifetime . Thay do not come with a paphlet and a 100% gaurantee!! hehehe
christina
Feb 21, 2007 at 9:30 am
Thanks, Jen. I’m trying not to beat myself up, and I know that I’ve got a sweet, amazing kid who has blossomed since his parents split up. That’s enough for me. You know?
America
Mar 3, 2007 at 11:03 pm
I am always amazed how even though I am the boring one with lots of rules who like to make huge salads for lunch and his father is the one who lets him play soccer in the house, ride his bike in the living room and has a freezer full of Pizza and Corndogs, the little man is always reticent to leave his mom and usually comes home sooner than planned. I used to worry that my child would be seduced away by the wild bachelor life they live, but he seems instead to thrive in my staid stability. Sounds like yours is similarly well grounded…
christina
Mar 3, 2007 at 11:37 pm
America, I hope so. Oh I hope he will always be happy to come home to me.
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