Monday, 21 January 2013
Please keep in mind that I am caring for your children.
I wash behind their ears, kiss their little toes, and have night time rock sessions in our jammies.
Money goes quickly when you have little mouths to feed. I try to do the best I can and save by using cloth diapers, making my own baby food, and cutting out all the unnecessary things in life. But the $200 you gave me two months ago didn't go very far.
When you told me you were at Best Buy installing a new stereo in your truck, I was instantly brought to tears. Not because you weren't giving me money. Because I can finally see how you have prioritized your children. I tried to make excuses for you for so long! Saying that you needed to spend a little on yourself every once in a while because you work so hard.
Love is blind.
You're their father.
You should want to provide for these babies and be the perfect male role model in their lives.
Instead? You're leaving the state, CHOOSING to live far from your children, knowing you will only see them once or twice a year.
I hope she was worth it... and from the way you've been acting, you never really cared to begin with.
How will I explain to our daughter that she will not get to see her daddy every other weekend?
Let's face it, our son will completely forget about you since he's so young.
No matter how I look at this and logically think this through, you have succeeded in making me feel like I'm at fault for this. It's going to take a lot of time, and possibly some counseling... but I WILL get through this. I WILL be strong for these babies. I WILL be there for them through all the hard times we will surely face in the future.
And when they tell me they love me at night when they go to bed, I will smile inside and out because I'll know I did it all on my own.
How do you co-parent with someone whose priorities don't match your own?