Hey, that's me! ^^^
Cuz this entry, is about me. YES! My 2nd favorite subject.
My first, is obviously... these cuties:
(life's tough... get a brother)
I know a lot of people are like... WHAT IN THE $#%^ IS GOING ON?!
It's okay. So are we.
So... with that being said... not to state the obvious...but Eric and I are separated. We live apart, we lead separate lives. But yet... we share these two adorable little creatures together. And so, we are friends.
THERE YOU GO! I said it.
We are "just friends".
It was hard to publicly state those words. Which is why I haven't.
Neither one of us knows who decided it should be this way (we can't agree on who's to blame... and so I'm going to compromise and say it was both of us), and neither one of us knows what's going to happen.
We are just as confused as you all probably are!
And so, until that day that we either sign the papers that will legally and officially separate our lives...or we suck it up and decide that we love each other more than we hate each other... this blog will be solely about my journey, and mine alone.
Afterall, I write this thing. Seems fair, right?
Don't worry, my little Eric fans... he is still a big part of my life and all my years of hard work nagging him for photos has actually paid off so he does still cooperate when I ask to snap a photo. Have no fear, he will still appear on this blog as my children's loving father and my partner in this crazy ride we call parenthood.
& YES, we will still participate in family events together and you know what? We might do that until the end of time. We get along, we love our kids, and it's obvious our kids like to be around both of us at the same time. Plus, we're both kind of selfish and neither one wants to be left out of all the fun stuff with the kids. Because they are cuuuute and funny.
Plus it's just not as funny when we have to repeat the hilarious commentary our kids say.
It's like "Ok...no? Not funny? Sorry, had to be there" (That's a ZINGER line if I ever heard one...btw. Don't ever say that to me.)
So that's that.
Moving on....
Drum roll please....
I'm going to let you in on a little secret.
BEING A SINGLE MOM IS HARD. And I kind of hate it.
If you can't tell... I'm sitting outside the door to my children's bedroom...holding it shut while tiny little bodies pull as hard as they can on the other side.
I'm currently taking applications for the following:
- Maid; Yes, my little apartment is sometimes kind of hard to keep up in between all of my naps.
- Driver; this position requires that you get my kids in and out of my 2 door car each and every time we need to run into the store for ONE THING. Or you could sit with my kids in the car while they scream their face off because I ran into the store by myself. That works too. (They used to do this to Eric and I. The one who had to stay in the car with the kids secretly hated the one that got to run the errand)
- Diaper changer; Self explanatory.
- Nap nanny; I'm not sure if this coincides with the actual term "nap nanny" (because I have no idea what a nap nanny is) but in my world, you will put them to bed and not leave until they are passed out for good.
- Therapist; I'm in serious need of some therapy sessions. I might sleep a lot during them...possibly drool. You are not allowed to judge me when I do this or when I tell you I wanted to hang my kid outside the window upside down today. You will nod and smile and tell me I'm completely normal.
Despite the fact that I'm pretty sure my classmates think I'm a strung out crackhead (usually show up with no make up on and slightly delirious/high on caffeine and anxious from sitting in traffic for an hour) and I really only "get ready" for work these days, I'm doing A-OK. Kinda breaks my heart to say this, but the transition of being alone hasn't been hard at all. Due to Eric's work schedule, I spent a lot of time alone anyway and I always went to bed alone so those parts of being a single Mom don't bother me.
Me and the kids always have fun. We make the most of every day, even on the worst of days. As any Mom knows, there's no such thing as a bad day when you're a Mama.
When we first separated and I got my own apartment, people would ask me things like, "OMG isn't it SOOO nice to have your own space?" or "Do whatever you want"... and I just LOLed at them. Being married is kind of like living alone in some aspects; you walk around in your underwear, you put your pj's on as soon as you get home, instead of doing something about it you just state "I stink" so that the other person is aware that you know you stink, and hell... I stopped shutting the bathroom door a long time ago... is that TMI? Sorry, I have no filter.
The best part? I decorate the way I want because NO MAN lives here and I can be as girly as I please. No compromising or choosing neutrals when I'd rather choose hot pink.
Feels good to finally get that out in the open.
With that being said, I hope I cleared some things up for people.
And I hope you all know that as soon as we make a decision and decide we want to share it with the public... we will.
So for now, please keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times until we have come to a complete stop.
We hope you've enjoyed the ride.
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