The "D" Word

Things always got good before they got bad again.. March 2014 came around and Bradley & I couldn't take it anymore. I was tired of getting no help with Owen, housework, or anything at all. Bradley was tired of me Griping all the time. I began sleeping in the spare room and Bradley put a passcode on his phone. Bradley had ran into an Ex at Wal-Mart on Mother's day and started texting her ( Happy Mother's Day to me) We weren't husband and wife anymore, more like roommates who never spoke to each other. The only way we talked to each other was if we had to about Owen. We decided that divorce was the answer. I didn't want Owen to grow up in a split up home (we both actually agreed on that) but  I didn't want him to grow up in a house where his mommy& daddy constantly fought. I told Bradley I was going to talk to my lawyer and get the ball rolling ( we had talked about divorce Sept 2013) a couple days later I found out Bradley had already filed for divorce. I was worried about Custody for Owen. Of course I didn't want to take Owen from Bradley, but I wanted more time with Owen seeing how I was the one who did majority of stuff for Owen. Mine & Bradley's arguments escaladed when the disagreements for custody started. After going back and forth multiple times we had came to an agreement, papers were signed and it was moving day. Owen and I moved out and got settled in our new home. I put myself aside and made sure Owen was my #1 (as always) I wanted this process to be as easy as possible on him. I know he didn't understand why mommy &daddy went from one house to two but I wanted to try to make it a easy transition. A week went by and Owen seemed to be doing very well. I had dreaded seeing Friday come, but it was time to send Owen to his Daddy's house for the first weekend. How could I make it a weekend without Owen??