Okay, back to our regularily scheduled blog posts about parenting. Sort of. Boyfriend is physically leaving by the end of the week and will be moving out for good in September. Wait! This is really is a parenting thing, stay with me. Now I have to figure out to explain, to a TWO year old, what the hell is going on. It's so hard because, obviously, she is pretty intelligent, but there is only so much you can say to a toddler. She already asks me all day long where dada is, knowing full well he's at work. So when he's gone and she says "where's dada?" I get to say "sleeping on so-and-so's couch" or "he doesn't live here anymore". Hmmm. Yeah. Doesn't feel quite right.
My absolute number one fear, as I think is most mamas in these situations, is that my children are going to suffer from this. There is an amazing amount of guilt that comes from looking at a toddler who adores her family and knowing that you're going to be taking that away from her. Everyone, everyone, says it's for the best. I'm doing the right thing. I'm not sure Iris would necessarily agree. It's almost nicer that she is young, and babe #2 isn't even born yet, so hopefully the transition will be smooth. Who knows. Iris might not even be able to look back and remember the drama of her family.
I'm going to meet with my counselor today and ask him this very question. How do I talk to Iris about what's happening to her family. Isn't there an episode of Blue's Clues I can put on that deals with this?