Yesterday was the first day and night that the children went to be with their father. I'm having a really hard time with this, mostly because they feel out of my reach and I feel forced to send them. Truly, yesterday wasn't hard - they were really looking forward to their "sleepover" and I can appreciate a break. Still, to not have a say in the matter for future weeks is tough.
I stayed very busy, working late then going to the counselor, followed by dinner with my mother and grocery shopping. By the time I got the groceries put away, changed the sheets, vacumed, it was 11:30 pm. I was still awake at 1 am. I'm having a hard time with this adjustment. Hopefully I'll learn and it will become easier.
This is the part I hate the most! However, I have a feeling that the children had a blast.