|I love this photo of me with my parents... it's so Goth, |
even though it was taken in the '70s!
I got lots and lots of feedback from that post. It really caught the imagination of the good women at Mothers at Home Matter, which was great. My Dad also read it. He was glad that I enjoyed being a full time Mum, but, being my Dad he's obliged to worry about me. He wondered if I shouldn't work, just to keep my hand in, just in case, you know. What he was skipping around was the word 'divorce', and he would be worried about it, because it happened to him. So it happened to me too.
When I was nine, my parent's marriage, which had been faltering, finally ended. We moved so they could live in different houses, with a lot less money. My parents had shared custody, which was unusual at the time, but is what the Government is angling for happening all the time now. My parents did the best they could, and I think my brother and I turned out alright, but I still concluded I never wanted that to happen to me...
Well, it turns out that marriage is not easy, especially when you have small children. It's difficult to remember why you're together when there are chores coming out of your ears, people are screaming at you, and you've had nowhere near enough sleep. Sometimes there are days when you maybe do stay because you can't afford not to. Or because you don't have the time to arrange anything else. And that truly sucks, but you can get through it. There are lots of things you can do to get through it, most of which involve cutting each other some slack and trying to have some fun (this is a great source of some ideas).
|My Mum remarried. Here she is with her three|
children and five grandchildren (so far - no pressure)
|Our friends Iain and Babs will get married later this month!|