Right, I’m getting the hang of this single parenting malarky. Sort of. So far so good, it’s not actually been as horrendous as I envisioned. While it’s now about being sole nagger, making sure I’ve got all angles covered and being one step ahead and in control of EVERYTHING. But 16 years of dual parenting has taught me a trick or two. And my children are amazing which helps.
Sundays are the hardest by far. Bloody families everywhere. I’m working at ignoring the 2.4’s and convinced myself you never knows what’s going on behind closed doors. They could be painting the perfect public family image while everything’s on show. Not that I wish for everyone to be living in matrimonial discord and unrest, but it helps when that little thought pops into your head that everyone has the perfect family set up right now apart from you.
But I refuse to hide away and protect my self from that side of life. Sure it’s a challenge but I’m up for it. Sundays are MY day with my boys, the days we get to forget about work, get out and have fun and to embrace this new phase of our lives. I find if I look happy, smile more then I feel happy and the boys don’t worry.
Lie in’s are non existent. I’ve always been an early to bed and early to rise sort of gal, prior to the days of having to spend every evening working. So it’s not a complete sacrifice, but it’s funny how you always want something you can’t have. Right now it’s a long lazy morning in bed knowing the kids are fed, entertained and not hanging out of the windows or harassing the dog.
Ditto for baths, God that makes me sound lazy! But what I’d do for an hour locked away in a hot bubble bath, Paolo Nutini blaring and no fear of the toddler trying to climb in with me. Yeah, baths, probably even more so, that’s what I miss right now.
But I know it’s not forever, and during these early days of being a single mum I’m just reminding me of that very fact. My long baths and lie in WILL return, I’ll get use to the Sundays and the families I’m sharing it with. And hopefully my troop won’t be feeling they’re missing out on too much either.
Early days of any sort of change are always the trickiest by far. But with my positive head on, there are good things; the extra wardrobe space being one of them.
I just need the bank balance now to fill it!
(If you’re wondering what on earth I’m on about, read this post )