Ah, Sommer...I can relate to what you say here. I have been criticized as being a "bad mother" for giving my ex custody of our sons. What mother would give them up, after all, unless she was a bad mother?
What they don't bother to find out is the reasons I did it. That he was the stay-at-home parent while I supported a family of four, and that I was working very long hours. Crazy hours, because if anyone called off, I would stay. I worked some days from 10 am until 2 am, only to go in again the next morning. How do you hire a sitter for that, and how do you justify it when there is a loving parent, a good parent, who is available to be one 24/7? With no family in the area anymore, I had nobody else to watch them for those crazy hours.
Also, he threatened me that if I did take custody, I'd never see them again. In this country we have milk cartons with missing children on them. Most of those children are abducted by the non-custodial parent, never to be seen by the rest of their family again. At least I had warning this would happen.
So, I gave him custody. It was best for the children, and assured us that we would have time together, for I have never missed any of my time I am allotted with them. I hold that time sacred. It's been 10 years now. Now they are talking about moving in with me for the last few years of their "childhood"...these wonderful, zany teen years. And the door is open. They are old enough not to need a parent around 24/7 anymore, which is good, because I still need to work.
Now he can't kidnap them and convince them I'm dead, or tell them other lies about me. He has tried over the past decade to drive a wedge between us, and it hasn't worked. My sons and I are good friends, and we talk about everything. I have discussed every major decision with them for the past decade, and held their good as well as my own in mind.
I have awesome sons. I might not have been the best of mothers, but at least my sons have no doubt that I love them deeply and have always done what's best for them, and always respected them enough to be honest with them.
Am I a bad mother? Maybe. But my sons don't think so, and that's all that matters.