Sitting at my actual desk for a change
I’ve been conspicuously absent from this blog (and from my own blog) for the last week. A long work trip the week before that was somehow much harder than most trips are, plus too much work plus going to my high school reunion have sucked my brain and energy out.
I do not know how anyone can do this if they couldn’t trust their children’s other parent, or if they were trying to hurt each other.
I’m really, really concerned that we’re going to come off sounding smug about how we’re doing with each other and how we co-parent. Because it’s not one big warm fuzzy. We frustrate each other, and the basic reasons we got divorced are all still there and that makes the phone reeeeeally heavy sometimes when I have to pick it up to send LOD a text about something.
But I keep hearing stories–I heard tons of them at my reunion last weekend–that make me feel so thoroughly lucky to be co-parenting with someone who is a good dad and who understands that being a good dad is facilitating my being a good mom. It doesn’t matter if we ever get to be friends again, because just the act of NOT trying to drop anvils on each other seems to be a miracle. And it’s what I hoped for when we were in the process of splitting up, but wasn’t sure would happen.
And now I get my kids for the rest of the week! Tonight: Cowboy Supper and homemade brownies (Katharine Hepburn’s recipe). Tomorrow morning: Both kids will remember their backpacks for school! Rest of the week: Come up with dinners from the sad little Venn diagram of foods both children will eat.