I'm Michelle. Once upon a time I was married to a guy named Todd. We have two children.
I'm not sure how normal people do introductory posts, but I've never been accused of normalcy.
I'm not sure how normal people do introductory posts, but I've never been accused of normalcy.
About a year into our marriage what I thought was a stomach virus turned into a positive pregnancy test. I remember the way I felt when I saw that test result. No, it wasn't excitement or warm and fuzzy. It was shock (I was on birth control) and "oh shit what have I gotten myself into" feelings. Five months into that pregnancy I was diagnosed with cancer. A couple months later Ms. Brie forced her way into the world.
After my cancer treatments it was unsure if I could get pregnant again. Four years later I defied the odds. Eight months later Mr. Tyler arrived and changed life as I knew it. I had to have a hysterectomy after he was born and my doctor still swears there's no way I should've been able to get pregnant. Tyler was a miracle.
The next few years were filled with life changes, health challenges, financial nightmares, a couple family vacations, several infidelities, and ultimately the choice to get divorced.
This blog will touch base on the good, the bad and the ugly details of divorced co-parenting, single parenting, and the adventures of parenting. I'm pretty sure I did some stuff right, but I damn sure did some stuff wrong.
Being their mom has been an adventurous journey and an emotional challenge. I look forward to sharing some of it with you, introducing you to the dysfunction and laughing as I look back at it all.
Brie is 21. Tyler is 17. Our dysfunction is entertaining and you've been warned.
Virtual Hugs,
...Michelle...
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