My ex-husband (a phrase I never thought I’d type) and I are told all the time how great we are at being divorced. How wonderful it is that we can do things together, with our kids, with our respective families and still be happy. We took our kids to Disney together for Hippolyta’s sake (along with his mom, who might need to be canonized soon for everything she does for us). We’re super amazingly awesome at being divorced. Except … we aren’t, really. We are good at being parents. I think there are days that we are great at it but no mom that […]