So, as a divorced mom, I have to share my son. His father gets him every other weekend and every Friday. When all this started, I had no idea how I was going to make it through the weekends without Jacob. I used to break down and cry after his dad pulled away and tried to make plans to keep me sane. As time goes on, I actually look forward to "me time". Time without Jacob to recharge my batteries, pamper myself and just plain enjoy the silence. :)
As Sunday afternoon rolls around, I find myself looking forward to Jacob coming home and actually become a "clock watcher" until 5:00. I guess I am a normal divorced Mom. Finally! Normal at something! lol
