So I’m sitting here with a Shea moisture deep treatment masque, that I added honey, olive oil and coconut oil too, a plastic cap and heating wrap on my head, while attempting to literally zen myself back to the inner peace and tranquility I experienced on a cruise to Cabo San Lucas.
This vacay was probably one of those rare times in my life, that I allowed myself to totally be free…to totally let go (of my plans and expectations)…to totally enjoy every moment (regardless of the outcome) and…
…To totally get my tail in the water. Well, ok, I didn’t totally do that. The
breathtakingly beautiful turquoise waters were surprisingly warm (for December) so I was able to get in about waist deep, which was huge for me!
In my defense, anybody that knows me, knows, that I will only allow small ocean waves to flow across my ankles, and that’s it. I’m more of a clean jacuzzi/heated pool kinda’ girl. Plus, I am slightly anemic, so what’s warm to most is usually freezing to me.
Oh, here I am running out while my mom snapped this amazing candid if I do say so myself. I approve of it!
I spent five glorious days with my awesome MoMmY, my handsome, and extremely talented baby boy and my ex-hubby/baby-daddy/best-friend. And yes, you read that right, I used “ex” and “best” in the same smash-up phrase. It’s actually possible to have this kind of relationship with your ex, ladies!
Now he might be all in his feelings about me posting his bare chest and all lol, but I thought this picture spoke volumes about our bond as a post-divorce family (which usually looks nothing like this).
Just for the record, the ex-hubby and I have no plans, I repeat NO plans (for all the RiGhT MiStErS that may be reading this), of getting back together, regardless of how this looks. I made peace with our divorce years ago. What was important for me to keep in the forefront of my mind, was that WE would always be a family, because of the gift we created together.
For the sake of this incredible young man’s mental, emotional, relational, and spiritual health, for funny moments in elevators, like this, that we laughed about all night…
…And to enjoy more moments like this, as often as he can, with his daddy–not just on weekends or every other week or on whatever schedule the filed divorce papers stated–I chose to be a forgiving, understanding, supportive, and loving, co-parent.
He’s all I got–my only son–and I vowed to be the best MoMmY (SiNgLe MoMmY by default) that I could be. His happiness and well-being are the most important things in the world to me, even if it meant making sacrifices while putting my very hurt feelings and bruised ego aside.
Unfortunately, the choice I made, may not work for every SiNgLe MoMmY out there, based on your circumstances. You can’t feel bad about that. I’m just thankful to God that I was able to move past a place in my life, that could have been so dark, to be able to share my life experiences, shed light, and debunk the myth that our life, especially with kid(s), is doomed after divorce.
Let me tell you, we all had so much fun together (I think they were trying to get close enough to splash me here), that we’ve decided to start planning annual family vacays from here on out. Not sure where we’ll end up next year, but I can’t wait to share more of our FaMiLy TrIpPiN’ moments with you!!
Hope you’re feeling inspired today!
Until next time Mommies,