Some context:Divorced for 3years, my ex husband spends 2 Saturdays a month with our 9yo son. This afternoon, I read in my son’s notebook, a gist of his essay from an English homework:Best day recently: going to the mall with my dad, we went to shops to look at ps4 games and we ate my favorite cheeseburger.Worst day recently: traveling out of the country with my mom, very uncomfortable in the plane, long hours waiting for my aunt to pick us up. The only thing that made my worst day better is sleeping with my head on my mom’s lap.I was telling my friend that I’m a little jealous (okay, not little) that I spent a lot of money to travel to LA with him to bring him to disneyland and he had the best day with his dad in a mall (which was just across our condo?) She said didn’t you see the best part of his worst day was on your lap?Sometimes we cannot really see the best part of things when we let jealousy get in the way.Parenting. Not for the faint of heart.Has any parent out there experienced parent jealousy too? Or is it just me? via /r/Parenting https://ift.tt/2CP7IHC
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