Aug 07, 2011 00:30
I don't know how to introduce this topic. Instead I figure I'll just say this: I might be getting full custody of my son. Even though there is no legal custody agreement currently. For the past three years, I have had my son Sunday night until Thursday afternoon. His father has him the remaining days. However, now Joe has a full time job in Warwick, and only has Tuesday and Saturdays off. All other days he doesn't get out of work until 10. Also, he finally got lucky enough to get his own place... also in Warwick. I think it would be a ridiculous pain in the butt to get out of work in Warwick at 10, drive to Warren to pick up Noah, then drive back up to Warwick to go home. Only to drive back down to Warren in the morning, then back to Warwick, then back to Warren, then back to Warwick. And the only thing I see being a solution (in Joe's eyes), would be to let my son sleepover his parents house at least once or twice during the time he has custody.
Now, being a slightly traditional lady, I feel that a child must be with one parent at all times possible unless they have to go to work or school. And I feel that if I'm available, Noah should be with me.
I feel slightly spoiled, and I've had it easy. Most "normal" parents have custody of their child 7 days a week. But Joe and I broke up when Noah was two months old, so this has been how I know parenting. Four days on, three days off. So I can't even complain by saying "Oh man, now I've got Noah every day except Saturdays when Joe can be with him", especially because Noah is my best friend in the entire universe and I love spending time with him. And Joe is an excellent father, and I know he loves Noah more than anything in the world. I'm genuinely happy that Joe finally has his own apartment and a nice job, and a great girlfriend. I'm just worried about what will happen with Noah given the distance between our houses.
On a slightly more evil note, I think I would feel like more of a single parent (which is what I've basically wanted since the day I found out I was pregnant), and that kind of makes me happy. But I'm only 22. I still need some personal time. Especially when school starts again, and I'll be doing that, plus working 24-32 hours a week, AND raising the little man. It will all work out once I get a chance to talk to Joe about it.
In other news, I think I killed a possum today with my vehicle. Poor thing.
In other OTHER news, today is my ex's 21st birthday. I hope he is left untreated for alcohol poisoning.
Peace&Love