Monday, April 9, 2012

On being a punk rock mommy... And teaching baby how to follow the rules?

I'm struggling with this one. Not really struggling... But it's been on my mind today.
How do you be a punk rock mommy (or daddy, Toga has both), sticking it to the man, and teaching your kid how to play by the rules? In Baby's eyes, you ARE the man. You're this kid's entire representation of authority as a parent.

I suppose on one hand I don't expect Sara to follow the rules, but she has to have a damn good reason that she honestly and truly believes in for WHY she broke the rules. Doesn't mean she won't get punished. As an anti-authoritatian even I understand that when you break the rules there is going to be some kind of punishment.

I don't have much experience on the subject, but I'm looking forward to this challenge as she grows.

Thursday, April 5, 2012

Single Motherhood and the Long Distance Relationship.

I'm not entirely talking about my baby for once. I've had a couple people in my personal life ask me how I balance having a long distance relationship and being a parent. Where's the time for my boyfriend? It can't be healthy for me to be distracted with a boyfriend who's six hours away while I have a baby. Or it can't be healthy for me to be distracted by a baby while I have a boyfriend six hours away. I'm not gonna lie, it's pretty difficult. But it manages to work.

Rules for managing an LDR and a baby.

Rule 1. The day is completely reserved for taking care of baby or my house. Once in awhile there is a day time phone call, but not often. Night time after baby is in bed is the best time to reconnect with a partner hours away. Minimal interruption from the spawn, usually the house is clean so you don't need to stress about that, and a good time to stop and appreciate each-other as much as you can over the phone.

Rule 2.
Web cam! This is almost a must have. It gives you something resembling face time, and if your LDR partner is involved with the baby it's a good way to get the little one used to your partners face. Especially if it's the daddy or the soon to be step-daddy.

Rule 3.
Hire a baby sitter, send baby to gramma, or send baby off to daddy's for the weekend (if this is not the person you're in an LDR with) and go visit for a weekend every couple of months. Completely ignoring actual face time with your partner will kill the relationship.

Rule 4.
Much like being in a regular relationship always use discretion with introducing your partner to the little one. This may be even more important because of the nature of an LDR. As your child gets older they might wonder why mommy's partner is so far away, if they don't like mommy that much (or them) and that's why they don't come around so much. It's tricky.

Rule 5.
Be honest with your partner about their role in your life. Baby comes first, partner comes second, even if they come to visit you. If you find yourself casting aside your kid for your partner then it's time for you to reevaluate things. If it comes down to your visit with your partner and your kid, kid comes first. Always, no exceptions. I don't care how much the bus/plane/train ticket cost.

Moving fears.

I found myself holding Sara last night and crying. It hit me that I really am leaving her behind for two months at the end of this one. It hurt. I know it's the right thing, to give her a better life. But I can't help but thinking of all the things I'm going to miss. I'm scared. I'd be lying of I said I wasn't. What if she forgets me? What if when I come back for her she hates me? Thinks I've abandoned her? That I'm never coming back? It's a hard pill to swallow. But this is what needs to be done. I know I can make ends meet on the little bit of child support I get each month, but it's not enough. She deserves better, and there is nothing in my area as far as work in concerned. Barely anything in my state for that matter.

I've been making sure to spend extra time with her. I know it's probably going to slow down the packing process, but right now, I don't care. She's back to sleeping in bed with me every night. I need it, she needs it. Being in the crib next to my bed isn't enough.