Balancing Work, Mom life, and Love life

When me and the father of my kids broke up after so many years together, I never thought that I would ever be with anyone again. I was a little bit gun shy because of all the things that I went through and the things that I accepted in that relationship.

I was so young when we started dating and I had no idea about relationships because I grew up so sheltered. I was learning as I went along and because he was so much older than I was, he had a lot to teach me. It was a case of building the perfect mate for you because I was a blank slate.

I wanted to be with someone. It wasn’t about sex. I just wanted intimacy. I wanted someone that wakes up in the morning next to me and looks at me like I was the last person left on the planet. I wanted to be loved unconditionally and without restrictions.

It took me awhile to even want to date again. I mean it was years later.

I have this fear, and I still have it now, about someone hurting my kids. I watch the news and it seems to be something on the news about how mom’s boyfriend beat the baby to death for crying too much or something like that. I wasn’t about to be on the news for something crazy like that.

I finally decided to give people a chance but then I was bored easily because I was spoiled. I was accustomed to a certain life and I couldn’t find anyone that was up to the standards that my kids’ father had.

I had to give someone a chance and I had to put away these impossible standards.

It was so hard but I think that now that I have I’m meeting the one that I was supposed to be with. I have my “friend” and he makes me feel like no one else matters but me. He doesn’t have kids so I think that sometimes he doesn’t understand that they are number one in my life. I have to put their well beings above my own at times.

I love the fact that we were friends first and we have grown with each other. I love that he’s unlike anyone else that I have dealt with. I love his overly sensitive soul. I might even say that I love him. My kids are happy with him which is way more than I would hope for.

Although they don’t know about the relationship I still appreciate that they know mommie’s friend is fun to be around. I don’t want to sit and explain to them our situation because if it doesn’t work out then it’s ok and they won’t be invested.

A New Beginning

So tomorrow my youngest one starts kindergarten 😦 . I am so excited but at the same time I am so sad. First of all, it means that I’m getting older. Second, it means that my kids are getting older also. I am not ready for them to leave me yet. LOL. I know it might seem a little over dramatic, considering it’s just kindergarten, but I just look at the overall picture. It’s a new beginning for us all. My boys will have to learn how to interact with each other and others on a school bus. I know how they behave at home but it’s a difference on the playground. Especially since my oldest doesn’t like to share. He didn’t want to share his school with his little brother.

Who has this experience? How do you tell your child that a school isn’t his and his alone?

Share some of your first day of school jitters story with me. Let me know that my crazy isn’t mine alone.

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