Updated: February 4, 2019
Originally Published: January 3, 2018
How did I end up here? Today, I stand at the threshold of a family court, facing a judge who will determine how often I get to see my children. The anxiety is overwhelming, and my heart feels shattered.
It’s astonishing to think that my future, along with my children’s, rests in the hands of someone unfamiliar with our story. Never in a million years did I envision that the moment I first held my kids would lead to a court battle years later, fighting for the precious time I deserve to have with them. I don’t blame the judge; he’s simply doing his best with the information presented to him. Family court plays a crucial role, after all.
But I can’t help feeling a surge of emotion as I enter that courtroom. Where was their father during the countless sleepless nights I spent nursing them at 3 a.m.? Where was he when I was exhausted, juggling two little boys while managing the chaos of daily life? When I was cleaning up messes and comforting them through sickness, I was completely alone.
Sure, he worked, but so did I. I made no excuses. I spent long hours at my job, only to return home to two little boys who needed me more than anything. I made career choices that prioritized being there for them, and I sacrificed so much, all out of love. I don’t look back with regrets; I have poured everything into being their mother, day in and day out, without complaint.
Now that they’re older and more independent, it feels like the “hero” of the situation is swooping in to claim his role. I am told my work is done, and now that the tough times are behind us, he is ready to step up. All the sacrifices I made, the countless hours spent caring for them—are those now dismissed? Why does my desire to live free from anxiety due to their father’s temper mean I have to share them half the time?
I know that boys need their fathers, but let’s not forget that their mother has always been just as vital. Who do they turn to when they need comfort? Who is there for every scraped knee and doctor’s visit? It’s Mom, and that will never change.
From the moment I saw that positive pregnancy test, I committed myself to being their everything. I have never waited for things to get easier; I have been in the thick of parenting since day one. Regardless of what the judge may decide or what their father demands, I am their mother, and that bond remains unbreakable. I’m not going anywhere.
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In summary, while a family court judge may play a role in determining custody, the unbreakable bond between a mother and her children remains steadfast. The journey of parenting is filled with challenges, but love and commitment will always prevail.
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