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My Tinder profile says that I’m a single mom. Something I didn’t mention? I’m still breastfeeding.
Like the time he super glued a shelf to the wall, instead of using screws and nails.
During a recent trip to Disneyland with my ex and our children, I found myself asking “what if” a lot.
I wish he would at least ask, “How did it go last night?”
Honey, you are great in many ways, but when it comes to these things? Not so much.
The next time he whines, I’m going to suggest that he take care of the kids by himself for a bit.
When it comes to the big issues, we are pretty well lined up. But damn do we know how to bicker about little things.
Let’s just skip the ruse. You’re welcome to come see the baby, but please don’t bother to, uh, help.
Full disclosure: I’m venting to you about some of these things — so that I won’t lose it on him.
I fantasized about my first post-divorce date — but I never dreamed things would go so wrong.
I have two kids already, so I’d rather practice making babies than actually make babies.