i don't ever share anything real personal on here.
it is mostly just family updates and pictures.
i don't like sharing private issues at all, but lately have been seeing different blog posts that really people can relate to.
but i've never seen any about split parenting, "broken" homes.
and it kind of pisses me off.
blogland is either all traditional families or don't talk about it if they aren't.
and i guess i don't ever think about ourselves as a broken home, even though other people probably do.
we are healthy, happy.
but we are different.
addox has jason and i as his rock & loves us to pieces.
he also loves his dad & his time with him on weekends.
he doesn't know any different & i am so very thankful for that.
i ackowledge there will be times later when it won't be as easy.
however i feel like we have given him the base to be able to deal with it and not be negatively effected.
everything we do is for him.
although i wouldn't give it up for anything in the world., i'm sick of being the mean parent.
everyone is more fun than me.
he has SO many loving grandparents, uncles, aunts & he is so BLESSED.
but i'm the one that is with him 24 hours a day, disciplining every minute of it.
he WILL be a respectful, kind, lord-worshiping child and adult.
i don't care what it takes.
even if he yells "i don't like you!" and breaks my heart.
luckily half the time he says it he is hugging me at the same time, so i know he doesn't mean it.
today he did something that he has never done before and something that has to be addressed and punished heavily for.
lucky me, i'm the one who got to hand that out.
later he gets to go to his dad's where he has a blast and does really fun things.
and i know he gets disciplined there, and i'm glad.
but it will be hard letting him go when we haven't had a "good" day & i'm currently the bad guy.
the life-changing, character-building moments and situations happen here.
i couldn't stand it if i wasn't that person & i wouldn't have it any other way but it is hard.
i've seen so many split parents get into competition of who can spoil their child more, just so the child with love them more than the other.
but that's not best for the child.
although i get it, and can see how that road can be taken so very easily, i refuse to do that.
it will probably only get harder, but i know i am doing the right thing.
deep down he knows the reason i do all this is because i love him more every moment that passes.
especially the hard days.