I’m not terribly good at the whole write-about-personal-stuff-and-remain-detached thing. Also, not too sure how to do it without sounding rather whiney. But, I’ll try, and if it’s an epic failure, then it’s probably good I don’t have that many readers.
I miss my baby. The hardest thing about this (almost) divorce thing, is the time I spend when littleman is with his dad. A profound loneliness settles over me and I feel wretched. I don’t get this feeling when he stays overnight with a grandparent. It’s just when he’s at his “other” home.
I have no explanation for this. I am usually rather perceptive when it comes to analyzing the “why” of what I feel. I guess this feeling is so overwhelming that there is no room for analyzing.
All I know is that every other weekend, my heart aches because my little angel isn’t here for me to watch while he’s sleeping. Hoping that time will make it easier.
I come from divorced parents. However, their situation is much different than mine. For one, my parents hate each other, have hated each other, and will probably always hate each other. There was a major set of circumstances that lead to the end of their marriage. Mine, not so much. So, I am rather hesitant to ask my mom about how she felt & dealt with things. I’m very different from my mom and the way that I deal with life.
I have a few friends that are divorced, but none with kids. Not that I would talk about my situation or feelings with anyone anyway. I’m just going to deal with this like I deal with everything else, to the best of my ability and with as little outside input as possible.
Ok. Whining done.
I’m hardly one to be offering advice but am empty-nester single mom. There’s no “explanation” because it’s coming from your heart. Time, adjustments, and knwoing that giving it a voice is not “whining,” simply acknowledging the sadness. JF