Since my husband and I separated a few months ago, we have shared custody of our two young children (6 and 8). At first, the time away from them was rough. I worried about how they would feel sleeping in a new place even though it was only a few minutes away from me. I’m a mom, worrying is what we do.
Then something strange happen. I started enjoying my time away from them. (Hangs head in shame) The quiet that filled the house when they weren’t there. The constant noise was gone, and in it’s place was a calming feeling of bliss. I started reading watching movies, *gasp*, eating cheez doodles (in broad daylight!), and, wait for it…writing.
However, that pattern of time off was interrupted this week because my husband is starting a play this week and was in final rehearsals, which meant I had the kids for 7 days straight. BY MY SELF! Egads! How do single mom’s do it?
Tomorrow, Saturday, however, I get the morning off until he needs to leave for a performance. And on that day, my dear readers, I am going to write. The muse is ready and fired up. As are my stash of Swedish Fish
Catch ya all on the flip side.