These mom jeans fit different now. They are mostly lycra, usually black...they are just leggings, ok? I've given up on jeans. I am living through a global pandemic, is it really necessary to wear pants with a button? Some things never change, like my opinions on stretchy pants and the way baby wipes are still a universal use item in my home. However, there are several things that have massively changed. Let's just make a list, shall we?
1. Divorce. Ugh. One of the toughest things I've ever gone through in my life. Was it soul-crushing and painful and more difficult than child birth? Yes. Was it worth it? Absolutely. Almost 10 years ago the marriage I was in ended. And now? We still co-parent, go trick or treating with the kids (who really aren't kids anymore...more on that later) and try to have shared family events often. It's not always easy or pretty, but it's healthy and respectful.
2. Remarriage! Also, one of the toughest things ever. There is a whole new level of scary that comes with a post-divorce relationship, especially when kids are involved. Not only did I bring two children into this relationship, but now I have another person to co-parent with? ( Do we call this tri-parenting? Do we also count the wonderful parenting the girls receive from the ex's girlfriend and call it quad-parenting? Whatever it is, we make it work. Mostly.) Let's add to that a new baby too (who really isn't a baby anymore either...wow it's been a while). I have loved seeing my husband become a father for the first time, both with my girls and with our now 4-year-old son, and it has been a wonderful 9 years. Lots of laughing, plenty or eye-rolling and deep sighing, and more information about Magic the Gathering and Fantasy Football than anyone ever wanted.
3. Career change! No longer a part-time pharmacy tech... after the divorce (see list item 1) and before remarriage (see list item 2), I went back to college and got my bachelor's degree and now I work as an academic advisor. Didn't see that one coming. It's weird to be a real grown up, with a real grown up job outside the home. I miss the times I got to spend with my girls when they were little, and I'm so glad I got the chance to do that, but now I get to tell incoming freshmen how to live their lives. Much like my actual children, they also don't listen and yet I still love them deeply.
Now we are pretty much up to date. If anyone still reads this, first of all thank you. Second of all, why? What the hell, it's been like 12 years and I have given you nothing. That feels toxic and you should probably look at your boundaries.
Since I went through the whole process of password recovery, I guess this means I have to start blogging again right? Here's to new posts, but with the same themes of child-raising, balancing everything, and stress eating in the basement.
Love, Kendra
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