I don't have a penis. I have told my son this repeatedly but I don't think he believes me since he keeps asking to see it.
My reboot last weekend worked though I needed one more day before he returned riding my right hip. Being away from my son for two nights proved to us that we are able to separate and not fall apart. As a single mom, that's a great thing to realize. I have the ability to reach out, ask for help and lean into the love of my friends.
The rest of April feels like a blur. You see, it was PAST time to be a responsible adult and own up to the fact that I was not looking after the outside of my house. So I have been on a rampage of sorts - first my trees were done. No more branches on my house! Then it's being painted. Tomorrow someone who actually knows what he is doing is removing the HEAPS of poison ivy and collapsed fence from my yard. Finally, a partial fence will be built for the illusion of privacy. It all seems too adult, but very necessary.
Now I am inspired to keep going. My son loves to be outside - digging in the dirt, climbing, drawing, mowing the grass, etc. So I am trying to find low-cost ways to convert my yard into his playground. We plan to spend a lot of time out here this summer - which is fine to him and even better for my finances.
So no, I don't have a penis, but I do have the means to get this household looking like we actually care about where we live.