… just bloody do it.
This is my third Christmas as a single parent and it is sooooooo much nicer / easier / more relaxing than as an (unhappily) married one.
I’m sat on the sofa with Prosecco, watching the Sewing Bee Christmas special. Presents are wrapped. Kids are asleep. All is calm and well.
I don’t need to worry about what time he’ll be home or how hungover he’ll be in the morning. I’m not feeling resentful about doing it all on my own, because this is what I chose. I’ve bought what I want, without criticism. We’ll eat what we want tomorrow.
Honestly, if you’re worrying it’ll be harder on your own, or staying together ‘for the kids’, don’t. Just LTB.