The bathroom thing? I must have given him a quizzical look because he said, 'If you could have the boys use the buddy system to go to the bathroom, cause you know, you're taking them alone.'
It might have been me but the word 'alone' echoed around my living room. I could feel my face flush. 'Of course, the buddy system.' Now I could have been taking the kids alone for a variety of reasons but the one that gave me the twinge of pain is the big 'D' word.
In the car ride on the way to play lazer tag, my son asked, 'Do you think Daddy is all moved yet?'
'Your dad is moving?' his friend asked.
'Yeah, in with his girlfriend.'
'Your dad has a GIRLFRIEND?', the other boy asked.
'Yeah,' said my son, 'she has a dog though.' (To a family of dog lovers we consider that important. Lol.)
I can't wait to hear if the boy reports back to his dad that my son's father has a girlfriend. I bet the guy won't be talking about any more divorce interventions. Instead he'll think just another dirtbag who left his family. Or maybe that's my own perception. The guy probably won't give it a second thought. It seems to happen so often that one more cheater hardly seems newsworthy....unless you're Tori Spelling.
well I hope he thinks he's a dirtbag too because he is
ReplyDeleteLol! Thanks for reading and writing,
DeleteI definitely feel branded. It's weird how you are just moving along, almost forgetting the hell you've been through and Bam! Some little thing like a trip to the boy's room hits like a punch in the stomach. I still struggle to say "my ex-husband" or even worse "I'm divorced". But we shouldn't, considering that half the population has had this lovely experience. Which leads me to, why? Why are so many of us divorced? (Not that I want to still be married to a lying, cheating SOB) But, I think being divorced sucks, and I don't think my kids feel any comforted by the masses of other kids that join them in this. The only person who it doesn't seem to suck to badly for is the ex (he's on girlfriend number 3, parties like a teenager, skips work to play once a week, etc) But I guess, time will tell...
ReplyDeleteBranded. That's a perfect way to describe it. I'm sure my voice cracks a little each time I have to say ex-husband as well. It still seems so surreal, like how the hell did this happen? If there's any justice in the world, your ex will realize that the partying isn't much of a stand-in for a family but by then it will be too late and he'll end up alone eating cat food. (Jeez, do I sound bitter or what?)
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