My Life Is Completely Unrealistic
Single motherhood is hard, but do you know what is harder? Only parenthood. I’m not just a single mother, I’m an only parent. I am the only person that is fully invested in my children’s lives and the quality of their future. Don’t get me wrong, I am thankful beyond belief that their dad has no visitation rights to them, but I signed up for the family. I signed up for the loving husband and the white picket fence and I didn’t get that. I got screwed over and I don’t even have a responsible dad who takes them every other weekend so that I can recharge my batteries, so I’m left with only parenthood. I am the only parent that deals with every single detail of my kids lives. Laundry, cooking, cleaning, doctor appointments, parent teacher conferences, birthday parties, bedtime stories, Sunday school, swimming lessons, haircuts, homework, you name it, it all falls on me. Oh and wait!! Don’t forget the boy child’s eight therapy appointments a week. Yep, that’s on me too. When a kid gets sick, yep, just me again. Let’s rearrange the entire schedule immediately because there is no dad, no grandma, no uncles coming to help out. It’s just me.
Have a wonderful week dear friends!