This is the day.  The one where're the rubber hits the road.  Being a Single Mama Superhero was never easy, but this day it is especially hard.
    I just left the hospital after four days.  I went in with what I thought was a kidney infection, and would up admitted with that and pancreatitis.  Another great subset of having Crohn's Disease.  This is the first time I have had to be unexpectedly hospitalized since I have had the boys and I had hopes that it would go smoothly.  I don't know why I thought that, since it never does.  I counted on my ex to take over child care duties for a couple of days.  The most he sees them is an afternoon a week and a weekend day.  He has no idea of what it takes to care for them full time.  The first night I was in the hospital I found out that he took the boys to the babysitters to spend the night since he had to work.  And he couldn't for some as on, after more than two years there, take a sick day or be late.  I was furious, but again, in the hospital with a stress related condition is not the place to be stressed.  The next day at lest he put them to bed.  The third night he somehow forgot something at work and left his mom, who is nice but highly ineffectual, to put the boys to bed.  These boys were crying for their mom, not having an y idea where I was or what wa going on, yet no one had the decency to take them to their own hoUse to let the. Sleep in their own beds.  He wasn't even there to proceed comfort.  Some parent.  The following day Ifou pond out that his mom didn't even bring them to school, because she didn't wasn't topdrive that far. I was about to be discharged and almost belw it with all of ta nonsense.  I have to find a way to minimize my contact and dependence on these people,  either I have to move back to where my family is,nor they have to move to me,  big decisions to make,,,

So another snow day.  I have worked exactly six days over the last three weeks.  I have definitively decided that dealing with 22 seven year olds on a daily basis is easier than dealing with my two four year olds.  I love my kids, of course.  I read on Facebook how happy all of my teacher friends are to have the day to spend with their little ones.  They post pictures of them idyllically playing in the snow.  Which I read as I am breaking up yet another fight.  It's not that my kids are bad, but we are all sick of the weather and bring stuck home with one another.  It has not brought out the best in week three.  As a single mom, I often wonder if I would feel differently, if I would feel idyllic myself, if I knew that at 5:00 I would have another person there to help me.  To change the dynamic, to give me a break.  Maybe the kids would feel differently, anticipating the return of another adult.  I don't have that, so I just do the best I can.  According to Facebook I am in the minority of hating these snow days.  Wondering how otter single parents feel?