How Do I Make Him Understand?

I've told my XH.I've emailed my XH.I've pleaded with my XH.Nope....to no avail.  I'm out of options.He's losing touch with my boys.  He's losing them.  And?  I don't know if he cares or is just oblivious with his own "new" life.The boys still see him for visitation.  Unless he moves it....or he changes it....or doesn't do it.  And when it does change?  Boys don't even care.  They are just "Ok, we stay with you" and go on....more

Mom Guilt

I'm fairly sure I gained "Mom Guilt" the minute I gave birth.  My oldest is 12, so I have a thorough understanding of it.But now?  I see it's gotten much worse.  Now that I'm divorced.Been divorced a year.  We were separated a year before that -- so two years down.I have neverending "Mom Guilt":...more

Divorce: How I'm Surviving (and Thriving)

It's been a year since it was final. The divorce.  The boys and I are a okay.  Really.  Swear. I remember when I first realized I was filing for divorce.  The sheer panic of two kids, a job, a house, etc. Alone in this ... all of it. It's daunting. You imagined you would be married and have a partner that would be there to raise the kids. Take care of things.  Be YOUR partner. ...more
alianora It hit me hard.....I was alone and parenting was all on me anyway.  Hang in there, friendmore

The Incredible Power in Forgiving Yourself

I’ve been away a bit. From my blog ... not from jackassery, believe me. I needed to work some things out. About forgiveness. Embracing forgiveness. I couldn’t really write until I got it all squared away. Public Domain Image via Pixabay. Here we go: ...more
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Depression knocks again

I really don't know what makes it happen.  It just hit last week.Crippling anxiety.  Tears.  Depression.  Rolling on and on and on.I feel lost.  I feel afloat.  I feel as if I can't put my feet down.I'm depressed.I've had a rough two years -- loss of my dad and loss of my marriage.But?  I lived.  I made it through.Things are back on track.  Work is hard.  Single mothering is hard.  Balance is hard.Hell....life is hard.  I'm not the only one with stress....more
manifatso It IS an achievement.....more

Finding me

I try to remember who I was before……Before marriage/kids/this life.I do remember, on my wedding day, I had anxiety.  About what, you ask?  Living with another person.  Having them in the same space with me….all the time.  THAT was what I was scared of that day.  No longer getting to be alone.  Can you imagine?  But it’s true…..I hadn’t had a roommate.  Nor lived in a dorm.  I lived at home for college, then moved into an apartment in a new city.Alone.  And I liked alone.  I was ok alone.  I enjoyed alone....more
I LOVE alone. I often consider just taking my computer and a few books to a local motel just to ...more

I wonder

I wonder sometimes. A lot of the time. About stuff……(odd).I wonder….....more

I'm not "this" mom....I'm "that" mom

Back to school.Back to routine.Back to seeing other moms.Back to reading everything from my mom friends on Facebook.I’m not the perfect mom.I’m not a super mom.I’m not able to be at the school all the time mom.I’m not a hyper-organized mom.I’m not a June Cleaver mom.I’m not a homework loving mom.I’m not a fundraiser loving mom.I’m not a good cook of a mom.I’m not a spotless housecleaning mom.I’m not “this” mom....more
My gosh, we sound so similar in our momming personalities. I'm that mom that avoids the PTA ...more

I don't know how I did it....no clue

It’s almost been 2 years, since I lost my daddy.2 years.It feels like 2 days.  Most of the time.  Others?  A lifetime ago……I go back and read my posts.  My blog.  My tweets.How the crap did I do that?How?I’m serious.  How?Working at the hospitalStaying at the hospital overnightTalking to doctorsTrying to manage all the medicinesMaking him eatHelping my familyManaging the testsScared out of my damn mind.  Barely keeping my head above water.How?I got no clue....more

Middle School

My oldest is going to middle school.What the WHAT?Middle.  School.We did registration.  He has all his supplies.  He was VERY particular regarding his backpack.  He wants to be in the band.  He looked "slightly" pale at all the discussions at the school.  He stared at his schedule.  He looked for kids he knew at the registration.  Hands in his pockets.  Taking it all in.He's in middle school....more
They grow up so fast! This is an interesting stage because they are developing a more broader ...more
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