Hi SuperMan Moms,
So, my little guy says to me the other day: Mom: …. You’re a SuperMan Mom. So, now I consider all of you, my readers… SuperMan Mom’s…
Ok, it’s been a while since i’ve written. By the way, I’ve been slammed with an obscene amount of SPAM!!! This is really frustrating because i want to approve the comments from real people with real comments to make. So, I want to appologize if you have sent a real comment and i didn’t approve it, it’s because i probably can’t find it.
I’ve been busy. New boyfriend, my son, work, dishes, laundry, cleaning the floors, making the beds, packing lunches, shopping, do I need to go on and on? My one saving grace is that my son is finally FULLY potty trained. My God, that took a lifetime to get through. Not to mention years of changing diapers and wiping poop off his tush. I hated changing diapers, but i hated messes even more. Take a guess on how many articles i read about potty training? About 1000. Yes, i tried and tried, but nothing worked. Finally on February 1, 2011 my son just decided to use the potty all by himself. He never went back. So, I hate to break it to you Mom’s; YOU HAVE NO CONTROL OVER THIS. Yes, you can convince yourself that if you’re little ones potty train early that they are really potty trained. NO, they are not. I know this because Mom’s love to brag about how advanced their little tikes are. This is bullshit ladies. What i realized is that, they are still cleaning up messes all over the couch, carpet, car, car-seat and even outdoors. So, please Mom’s…we have a hard enough job being single as it is… don’t make it harder. XOXOXOXO
Ok, back to my AWESOME GET AWAY!!! This is really what i wanted to talk about….
I just got back from VEGAS with my new boyfriend. Yes, I am calling him my boyfriend. It’s been a LONG time since i’ve been able to wholeheartedly call someone my BOYFRIEND. Let’s see, my son’s (D.B.D) was the last guy I dated. But, what’s interesting is that he never asked me to be his girlfriend. We just hooked up and then got prego, then got engaged. Then some type of cosmic eruption happened and he lost his mind. This is better for us anyway… (tell you later about that) So, my new (hot) boyfriend and i went to VEGAS for his birthday. We stayed at the Hard Rock…PARTY!!! OMG. My boyfriend and i are a bit older parents. I’m 42, he’s 50. But we still look hot!!! Smokin’ actually. But this is funny, because the Hard Rock is filled with 20-30 somethings. Drunk, Dancing and a lot of eye candy. Ladies, this is good on the soul. If you’re an older single Mom like myself, you tend to forget what it was like being young and single. Not here… it’s dancing right in front of your face.
We live in the frozen tundra of the Pacific Northwest. So, we needed a place we could go to that was close enough for a short plane ride, and warm enough for some SUN!!! It had been gray here for at least 4 months. With little sunshine and warmer weather. So, off to Vegas we go.
We both have young children. My little guy is 3, his kids are 6 and 11. And we’re both single parents…obviously…But, his ex lives in our very small town and she’s vital to his free time. Unlike, myself who has full custody and 100% time dedicated to raising my son. There are times, when I think…Yeah, it would be nice if his father could step up to the plate and lend a hand. Then I start to think of all the drama and shenanigans he gets himself into and then I think.. Thank God that he’s not involved. Which is the exact reason we moved to a small town of like-minded people in the frozen tundra, to create a community and network of good people we can lean on for support.
We have been drooling about spending time together without little one’s running around. Finally, the day is here. We get on the plane…start drinking immediately. Get to the hotel and get naked, Immediately!!! How fun ladies. There is nothing like being with a man that you feel comfortable with and are totally attracted to and want to pleasure just as much as he wants to pleasure you. I mean ME… There is nothing wrong about hot sex!! But, I have to say, that it took me 4 years to get to this place. I want to talk about “this place”. Please read on… What? you thought I was going to give away all my Shag-A-Thon secrets… Not this time… Sorry…
This place of recognizing my dangerous patterns, and becoming aware of who I am. More importantly, accepting who I am and how I got here, to this day. I look at it like this: I hadn’t dated or even had sex for many years. I was not in a place for a relationship. When my son’s father threw me out on the street when I was 7 months pregnant, then proceeded to go on a 4 month vacation with his 26 year old girlfriend, one month after my son was born. I had my own business which required an enormous amount of time and money that I had to abandon. I had hit rock bottom..That’s right. I should have been heavily medicated at that time, but wasn’t so I went through all the pain. Feeling everything there was to feel. In hindsight, it was the best way for me to release all the pain I had felt my whole life. My son saved my life.
Looking back now, I still have a lot of work to do but I am calmer and a bit wiser than I was before. Now, when I see red flags.. I run!!! There is no need to stick around to see what’s going to happen. I know what’s going to happen. I feel confident that I know what’s going to happen. Because, I have had it happen hundreds of times and ignored it. It all came to a head…then EXPLODED in front of my eyes. This time, it’s not just me to be concerned with. I have a huge responsibility that is living and breathing and under my care 24-7. My son makes me question my previous behavioral patterns and makes me want to be a better person. He reminds me everyday that I deserve a better man in my life than his father would ever be. He reminds me of how selfish I was before he showed up. He reminds me that there is a God and to have faith in the universe. With a little help from my reverend… I also started engaging my relationship with God. I didn’t really knew I had one. Then one day, the light switch went off and sure enough. There it was. The universe was taking care of us. It truly was a miracle.
Time to go ladies, but I hope you enjoyed this brief snippet of my life… Stay tuned… Same Bat Channel, Same Bat Time… SuperMan Mom will share some more goodies about being a SuperMan Mom.
Love and the art of acceptance… Staci XOXOXOXO