Jessi's Perspective: If I had a penny for every time someone made the comment to me, “you let your kids call her mommy”, I could have retired on a yacht in Fiji at the age of 27. Seriously, I am not even exaggerating. People and their opinions, never get old right? (insert eye roll). I can tell you exactly where I was standing and what time of day it was the day Heather told me that Boo has started calling her “mommy”. I can honestly tell you in that moment I wanted to scream at Jordan as to how he could allow this to happen, how could he allow betrayal to the mother of his children to happen, and what was he going to do to fix it. It was obviously his fault right? Like he forced our 2 year to call her that, I just knew it! He wanted me replaced, he hated me and he wanted the kids to love Heather more than me. Come on divorced mommas, I know you’ve told yourself that same sentence to yourself over and over again in different occasions throughout your di...
"She was in there with him and not you?" I heard this comment a couple of times when we shared our kids had been baptized. You see, divorce is meant to divide. It's designed to come in and let every negative possible outcome come in. That's what the devil wants. He wants to come in and destroy any positive thought you had about your ex spouse and any positive thought you have about anything in the future that deals with that person. This is where our lifestyle has chosen to come in and flip the script. We decided divorce wouldn't divide our kids and what they see in us. I could steal every beautiful moment our kids walk through easily, or I can share those moments with everyone that loves them and show these babes that overcoming the odds is possible. By not stealing all joyous moments our kids aren't forced to choose a side and divide their love and attention. Instead they get to have everyone they love cheering them on with zero division in sight. I like t...
When Jessi and I started talking about doing a series on our top 10 “tips” on co-parenting it took me a while to put together my half of the list. 📝 🤔 I thought about our entire co-parenting journey from beginning to end... the good, the bad, and the ugly. . What I realized on my trip down memory lane was that those memories that are in “the ugly” category didn’t make me cringe anymore. They didn’t evoke anger. They didn’t make me want to re-hash those events with Jessi. They didn’t create any emotional at all, really and then the light bulb turned on 💡 . . Forgiveness I had forgiven Jessi I had forgiven Jordan I had forgiven myself I had forgiven the situation . . There was a time when a friend innocently asking how things were going with the kids’ mom would lead me on a trip reliving each transgression and triggering all the emotions. . Anger. Hurt. Sadness. Regret. Vengeance. Fear. Pain. . It triggered me to have those strong emotions again and woul...
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