Well yeah explaining to your kids that Mummy and Daddy are not going to be living together anymore is difficult and there are tears but what I hadn’t banked on was the happiness that would follow. The children look forward to seeing their Dad and equally look forward to seeing Mum.
Sharing the childcare occasionally works and occasionally is confusing. Sometimes at the weekend when the kids return you don’t know if you are coming or going, this is a new life for us all a ‘split life’. For two weekends in four I feel single again which takes the weight of responsibility from my shoulders, I’m still finding out who that girl is. Then returning to the role of Mum envelopes me into a place of unconditional love where even when I get it wrong (everyday, especially the cooking!) my children laugh and encourage me as I do to them. Is this possibly the best of both worlds? I feel very selfish to say that yes it probably is!
There is the gloom of the D word that hangs around like a bad smell sometimes, mainly when I’m alone. The what if’s and if only’s but in my heart I know I have set my children free from trying to live up to two peoples very different views, standards, ethics and values under the same roof. The very reason I tried to stay married has now been the greatest gift of seperation, my children’s happiness.
Mummy and Daddy are HAPPY! This is new, it shouldn’t be but it is and guess what it makes the children happy too. We all have good days and bad days but I can honestly say that my kids are happier now that we are too, surely that’s what us parents all strive for!