The Silence.

The hardest thing about shared parenting is the silence. A mother never gets used to the silence.

One minute the house is filled with noise and you have a child whining.

“mom…mom…mom…MOMMMMM”

He is running through the house. Making a mess. Driving me CRAZY.

But the next thing you know there is a knock on the door. A rush to get shoes on and give kisses and hugs. It is a very hustle bustle moment.

And, then the door shuts.

And that first moment when you are standing there in the middle of your living room and it is completely silent. and you think….”What now?”

That never gets easier.

I love my life. I love that Aiden gets the best of both worlds. I would not change it if I could. But the silence…oh the silence…