I know...divorce sucks...yes, it was my choice to leave him...but I never thought that I would miss my kids so much.
I still do things for him through the kids...for example, I bought the card and candy that they gave to him for Valentine's Day. The only one of my children that I got to see yesterday was my son and that was because it was hsi night to stay with me.
It was supposed to be my day with them today...and to have my youngest tonight...he flips on me when I arrange things for them to do on his time so I have stopped doing it...just to keep the peace. Today, as I said, was supposed to be my time and I have been looking forward to it. Well...this morning after standing outside in the rain for 2 hours to cheer on my son's soccer team, the kids told me that Daddy had arranged for them to go have lunch with him and he would drop my youngest off at about 2:30. Well...there went the whole day.
She gets here and things are fine...we are cuddling on the couch watching her choice of shows...then we played a game of Sorry. We then had to go to the store to buy a present for a birthday party tomorrow. While we were in the store I happened to call my ex to discuss the timing of kids for tomorrow and found out that he was having "our" best friends over for dinner with their kids. Guess who wants to go...
Yep...so me, being the nice person, says "sure, I will drop her off...no problem, I know she likes to see them". I head over there...kiss her goodbye...kiss my son...kiss my oldest...pet my dogs that I miss...and then I head home...to my apartment...
Alone.
I still do things for him through the kids...for example, I bought the card and candy that they gave to him for Valentine's Day. The only one of my children that I got to see yesterday was my son and that was because it was hsi night to stay with me.
It was supposed to be my day with them today...and to have my youngest tonight...he flips on me when I arrange things for them to do on his time so I have stopped doing it...just to keep the peace. Today, as I said, was supposed to be my time and I have been looking forward to it. Well...this morning after standing outside in the rain for 2 hours to cheer on my son's soccer team, the kids told me that Daddy had arranged for them to go have lunch with him and he would drop my youngest off at about 2:30. Well...there went the whole day.
She gets here and things are fine...we are cuddling on the couch watching her choice of shows...then we played a game of Sorry. We then had to go to the store to buy a present for a birthday party tomorrow. While we were in the store I happened to call my ex to discuss the timing of kids for tomorrow and found out that he was having "our" best friends over for dinner with their kids. Guess who wants to go...
Yep...so me, being the nice person, says "sure, I will drop her off...no problem, I know she likes to see them". I head over there...kiss her goodbye...kiss my son...kiss my oldest...pet my dogs that I miss...and then I head home...to my apartment...
Alone.