Ugggghhh!!! The Clothes!! Go to Google and type “clothing exchange after divorce”. You’ll find a number of frustrated parents (both men and women) who haven’t been able to constructively solve this little issue. I’ll admit it. I’m one of them. It’s one of those nitpicky things that for way too
The Goblin King (my ex) is escalating again. Our agreement with the mediator was that we’d send one e-mail per exchange, detailing any pertinent information regarding the children. Yesterday, I received three. The third one could have easily been dealt with, but it’s now gotten into the area of bizarre.
I was admonished for my first TToT for getting excited and posting too early. Well…who could blame me. I was excited to be part of such a fantastic group – AND I joined just before the 100th. I almost peed my pants as I hit publish. This is my third
I’ve lost focus. My therapist used to tell me an story intended to assist me in addressing my anxiety issues after my accident. I related to it – not because of the accident, but because of my ex. Imagine you’re driving a bus. You have a particular route and
The theme for this week’s Sunday confession is “lost”. It’s perfect for me this week – as I’m lost. This week I “lost” my temper. And as a result I “lost” my way again. I’m ever disappointed that I need to continually come back around to parenting the way I