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Showing posts with label children of divorce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label children of divorce. Show all posts
Sunday, 5 July 2015
A Divorced Mothers Worry: Do My Children Need Therapy?
It's a commonly held belief that all children of divorce need some psychological help. It's not always true - but as a divorced mom, it is something that I've thought about.
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Thursday, 16 April 2015
My Journey to Motherhood
I had two miscarriages with my ex prior to my pregnancy with my eldest. I spent a lot of the pregnancy trying to do things I hadn't done in the previous two. I somehow got it into my head that I'd done something "wrong" that caused the miscarriages. Logically, I was aware that one out of every three pregnancies just doesn't work out, but I still felt that there was some component of "luck" or something else I couldn't quite put my finger on...
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children of divorce,
Divorce,
loss,
marriage,
miscarriage,
pregnancy
Monday, 6 April 2015
Sometimes I Wonder
My son was just over two when I left, and my daughter wasn't even born yet. I knew at the time that it was the best thing - and I still do. However, the problem with leaving a situation like that when your children are too young to have formed any lasting memories is they get ideas.
I'm very, very careful to keep them as far from the conflict between their father and I as possible. They have very little exposure to any animosity between my ex and myself. And as a consequence, they simply don't understand why we can't live together.
I'm very, very careful to keep them as far from the conflict between their father and I as possible. They have very little exposure to any animosity between my ex and myself. And as a consequence, they simply don't understand why we can't live together.
Labels:
children of divorce,
Divorce,
marriage,
motherhood,
parenting,
Remarriage
Monday, 12 January 2015
My Mom's Divorce Diary
My parents divorced when I was fourteen. I must admit - I was completely surprised - even though I lived in the house at the time. My younger sister had a little more awareness. I suspect it has something to do with entering the teenage years and the world revolving around me...
We didn't know a lot of people who were divorced. There was a boy in my school who's parents had gotten divorced. I remember the other kids didn't know how to deal with it. There were a lot of whispers about him.
And really - I thought my parents were happy. It wasn't until I divorced that I talked to my mom about it. She'd been unhappy for quite some time. Kept a suitcase in her car for months. And I had no idea. We lived together. And I had no idea.
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