He really does. He gets to see his kids most afternoons/evenings before bed but doesn't have to deal with the meltdowns and poopy diapers. He gets to drop my son off on the Fourth of July after a few hours with him at a bounce house party and leaves to go see fireworks and drink with his friends afterward.
But you know what? I consider myself the lucky one. I get to rock with my one year old daughter every night as she drinks her bottle and goes to sleep. I get to kiss my three year old son his lasts kiss goodnight and say "Love you bye" every night. And I get to walk down the street with my son to see his first fireworks show.
My life is the furthest thing from glamorous. My life can be boring and tedious at times. And this is all my own creation. I'm the one who came up with this schedule and wanted to let the kids adjust to the idea of having two homes. I took this responsibility on and knew it would be difficult.
But I will never regret this time with my kids. There will be days in the future plenty of them, during which I have more "Me Time" than I know what to do with. When the kiddos are a bit older, they'll be spending up to three nights a week at MSTBE's house. So yes, I'm burned out, and yes, I make bad decisions as a Mom because of that. I'm not perfect. But I will forever cherish these "extra" moments that I get with my babes!
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