Time to get the Boys

Again ,I have to go get my kids. It sounds like ,so what, but It stinks to have to go to my ex- husbands house to get my own children. They are my kids and I have to share them because some judge told me I had to. I did not cheat or commit lies or the demise of my marriage. I guess it takes two to tango but, I did not break my vows, commit adultery nor anything like that to cause a divorce. I had two kids and became a MOM. A really awesome MOM. He, my X, still a child himself decided that he wanted to act like he was still single and irresponsible. As a result and a bunch of BS,I have to share my kids. I see them half the time. If I lived with a mean, controlling, adulterous man I would be able to have my kids every night to tuck them in and say 'sleep tight little men'. Hummmmm. Sounds easy. It wasn't and it isn't. I cry a lot because I miss and worry about them. They are young boys and continue to need their mommy. Once they are home it is fine. We pick up where we left off. It is hard for them to have two houses. Hard to not to be able to be where they want to be. The kids are stuck in the middle because the judge put them there. The courts took two babies away from their mom because their dad didn't want to pay child support. He figured that if he had them half the time he wouldn't have to pay. It is really sad for those boys to go through this, little do they know. This is One time I can guarantee 'ignorance is bliss'.