Sorry for the clickbaity title, I couldn't resist.

...He's a really good guy, and I'm proud to have him in my life.

So we've had split custody ever since we split when my son was an infant. For part of that we lived together- we were moving to a new city and we were poor as fuck so we figured why not combine our resources? Well THAT didn't work out as it turns out the reason we broke up is the same reason we wouldn't be good roommates- we have starkly different personalities in many areas where it matters. But ever since then things have been pretty good- we've had maybe 3 fights in as many years.

We're still good bros and we're #1 confidantes. I talk to him pretty much every single day, sometimes about LittleArmistice sometimes just shooting the shit. We work out stuff like parties and holidays with our (many) mutual friends so we can both go to a similar amount of gatherings throughout the year without the pain of hiring a babysitter. We also do stuff like kid's birthday and Easter and Hallowe'en together which is nice.

We were teenagers when we had my kid (who's 6 almost 7) and when I look back I want to beat myself up because if he bailed, I hand to god couldn't hack it by myself. Well maybe I could but what kind of life could I have? I have no family support and no financial support.

So yeah, three cheers for my baby daddy, cause holy hell he's an awesome dude and I'm a lucky bitch for having him in my life.