Part of the separation agreement was that we each start taking weekends with the kids immediately.
Kirby feels that he doesn't have a life outside of work and home. Now there are no excuses.
Last weekend was his first weekend without the kids (aside from when Z REFUSED to ride on Molly the Trolley with A and I and Kirby took him fishing instead). This weekend is ALL ME!
I have big plans and a gagillion friends that want to "babysit" me all weekend. Beaching, eating, drinking, shopping...it's all there. What's missing? Kids!
Honestly, I am a little nervous about a weekend without kids. I can't remember the last time I went out with friends and didn't worry about what time I had to be back for the kids, if they going to bed alright for the babysitter or if they have wandered out of the house unnoticed (see Mommy's Intuition: http://craybickford.blogspot.com/2008/01/mommy-is-sick-or-mommys-intuition.html)...
I will not turn this blog into a bitch session about Kirby or our relationship (although I am sure there will be plenty of complaints). I am not here to badmouth him or complain about how he "failed" our relationship (honestly, it takes two).
All in all, Kirby is a good father to Z and A. But he is just that: A Father. Dads just don't work the same way Moms do (right? I know you all agree - tell me all about it). He loves them, he cares for them but he isn't ME! A "me" has a little bit of an issue giving up control...
So, me, is going to spend a weekend away. Me is going to drink myself into oblivion if needed. Me is going to enjoy my time with my friends. Me is going to do my very bestest not to worry about the children...and if they had their baths...or went to sleep on time...or got vegetables with their dinner...or ate breakfast...I swear - I am not going to worry!