Tag Archives: single mom
For the Kid’s Sake
I was eighteen when I was told by my mother I had to move out of the house. Well, that isn’t exactly right. I was also given the option of staying and paying half the mortgage, utilities, and other expenses in order to stay. After all, I was now an adult and she was done raising me, […]
Respite
It’s been 357 days, nearly a year, since I was forced to turn over custody to Donkey. It’s been nine months since that became a regular reality. I turned over custody 12 May 2012, but it was more like they were visiting Donkey. The returned for Memorial Day weekend 25 – 28 May. I spent […]
Whoever says you need a man needs to get allen-wrenched
My kids are coming! My kids are coming! It’s like the Redcoats, except with more blood, guts, and poop. Ok. Maybe not so much guts, or one can hope, maybe; although I wouldn’t put it past my son to attempt to disembowel any unfortunate road kill we happen along while out on a walk or bike ride. […]
The rest of the initial Motion
The rest of the initial motion is as mind-boggling as the the first part. There’s not much left. The majority of the Motion focused on all the myriad of ways Donkey considered himself to be a superior parent, a superior being with superior mental and physical health. Now, over two years later, I think he must have been imagining […]
Parents who know, know lies
Unfortunately for him, I’ve been a parent, and I’ve been a full-time single parent, making this one of the easier ones to see thru. Donkey doesn’t do any more than crawl out of bed to go to work, his office is in his living room, which makes it a lot easier for him to skip […]
Our six week summer
We had our six week summer, 30 June – 11 Aug 2012, and we had fun. It’s over now. The kids are with their dad, going to a new school, and generally confused as to why. We had pool parties and sleepovers, campouts and field trips, family dinners and Family Dinners, and lots and lots […]
My parents did The Trip
11 August 2012 was the end of my time as a mother. I, forced by the justice system, put my children in the care of an abusive man. I obliged with the order that is against my values as a parent, a mother, and a woman. After 3 years of dedicated parenthood while living with […]
The Light at the End of Wit
It’s troublesome trying to find a phrase to stop fights; something short and full of consonants that covers as many sibling-on-sibling attacks as possible. Don’t fight No attacks Quit bickering Stop now Separate Walk away Be nice The trouble is the fighting, attacking, and bickering includes hitting, pushing, hair pulling, and many more moves probably illegal even in MMA.
Tough traffic and a flat tire
We left 30 minutes earlier than planned and arrived in Chattanooga for the exchange 30 minutes later than planned. We arrived home almost 2 hours later than planned. It was an 18-hour drive and a 20-hours from wake to sleep. An accident had I-24 near the border of Kentucky and Tennessee at a dead stop, but […]
