One Day

So there have been many, many times that I would have liked to write about what it's like to co-parent with someone that doesn't live with you and your child.

And one day I will.

And it will be a very long post...

Epiphany

So I used to think about the first boy I fell in love with constantly when we were dating. Like, oh, just wondering what he was doing. Who he was with. If I would see him soon. If he was thinking warm, fuzzy thoughts about me.

I'm betting he only thought of me if I was standing in front of his face. Or making out with him but maybe not even then.

Where did I come up with this you ask?

I now have a son the same age that I was when I was pining away for my first love.

I get to see the male perspective.

If I knew then what I know now I wouldn't have wasted so much time.

Just sayin'.