July 1 catch up session
Six months have passed since I felt like blogging! It takes a special kind of peace. Or a special kind of unrest. Thankfully I'm in the former. We got through the holidays marked by 6 weeks of chronic and periodically profound stress as the ex took the kids to 3 airbnbs/motels in 6 days and then pulled some last minute peace outs on his parenting time for 3 weeks in a row until finally shacking up with the new (new?) girlfriend and telling me during the kid's goodnite call with me that they were going to be living there during his time, name not allowed, meeting not allowed. Classy as most of his moves have been. I guess that is where 4 of the last 6 months went. Lawyer consults, private group parenting plan consults, emails, and a momma's heart trying to ride the ridiculous system our culture is prisoner to post-divorce, deal with costs associated, and most importantly be there for the kids and all of the confusion that comes out in words for a 6 year old and just confus...