A big part of my motherhood journey is finding the balance between the "single" and the "mom" parts of my title. I've been nothing but a doormat to these guys who feel the need to come into my life and mess it up. Some were unintentional, but one--just doesn't get it. Why on earth would you decide to tell a just dumped single mom that you wish you could go back in time and be with her? And then get all butt hurt when she tries to call you on your crap?
It's the same with my daughter's father--he turns about 5 when he doesn't get his way (and half the time, I don't even know what his way is, he won't talk to me about anything important) and runs and tells his lawyer that I'm being mean. Awww, poor guy.
But as I balance these jerks with my daughter's care. . . it's becoming a tiring battle. Between school so I can make a better life for us and work (which contains the same high school crap I longed to get away from). I'm tired. I feel like I fail at every turn. The only plus is that my daughter is happy and healthy.
I know that's all I need. . . I know that's all I need. . . .I know that's all. . . .
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