My Not So Perfect Family

Everyone has their own definition of the perfect wife and mother. You do everything for your family. Cook. Clean. Take care of the kids. Take care of your husband. Work your ass off. And at the end of the day, make love to your husband. Well that’s my definition of it. But apparently my definition was wrong when I found out my husband was beating and raping our youngest daughter since the age of thirteen. That was the last straw for me. I could put up with him hitting me and yelling at me because things weren’t done right in the house just so I could have a perfect family for our children, but when he was hurting one of our children, I put my foot down and kicked his ass out and filed for divorce. Now it was time to start my life over with my children. I was ready to take the world head on…