The Moment I Realized I Was An Asshole Mom
And What I Did To Change — In One Easy Step
Yup, I was an asshole mom.
Of course I didn’t set out to be that way — no one ever does — but the look on my daughter’s face the moment I realized I was dropping the ball is one I’ll never forget.
The Setup
It was back in 2014 when my kids were 6 years old. It was autumn. My husband had accepted a contract for work in another state, so I was on my own during the week with two kids and a new house to run and set up.
Before that, we recently moved from living overseas and bought a house in my hometown in Texas when life forced us to diverge from the plan of actually settling in Texas. My husband and I didn’t plan on living apart. When life throws you an opportunity, we knew we had to take it and make it work.
The New Plan
My husband’s contract was only good for a year, and since I was back to work in Texas for the foreseeable future, the new plan was for me and the kids to continue living in Texas and see if my husband’s contract would extend after the initial stage.
Many people can’t imagine living apart from their partner during a tough time like this, but I pride myself on the fact I am a tough Texas gal. My…
