Before, or even after I had kids really, I never thought much about what it meant to be a single mom. Growing up, my parents divorced when I was nine, but my dad was always really involved and we saw him practically every day. When my girls were little, I stayed home and worked (very) part time jobs here and there, mostly for the perks of things like free Gymboree classes, discounted preschool tuition, etc. I rarely had help. It…
Month: July 2022
I don’t want to get out of bed, I don’t want to drive the kids to school. I don’t want to work. I don’t want to clean the kitchen, or do the laundry. I don’t want to make sure there’s something for dinner, and that everyone does their homework. I don’t want to get the mail, or pay the bills. I simply want to pull the covers back over my head and sleep while someone else handles it. All of…