Tag Archive: single mom

posted a blog on February 7, 2017

Divorce is grief. People categorize it differently, like a life change or a transition or maybe even a tragedy. They focus on the finances, who gets the kids, and if the adults are acting decent or like jack asses. But if you look at any one of those factors, aren’t they all loss? Life change,...  

posted a blog on November 23, 2016

I don’t know if everybody gets it, but I’m grateful for my divorce. Or, I guess I should say, my separation. My divorce isn’t yet final, but it’s on it’s way. And I’m thankful for that. This is the sort of thing you’re not supposed to say. Maybe it’s right up there with having hidden...  

posted a blog on November 16, 2016

Once upon a time I made my parents spend thousands of dollars on a wedding, then seven years and one toddler later, I was divorced. The process was a lot cheaper and a lot less messy than the actual wedding ceremony, if I’m being honest. After the divorce I started doing what all “good” women...  

posted a blog on October 14, 2016

My kids are both tucked into their beds, sweaty hairs on the pillow, small warm bodies snuggled into fresh sheets with their overhead fans whirring and white noise all around. Like most other days, I snuck out from my son’s room and closed his door (wondering yet again if it was a good idea to...  

posted a blog on April 13, 2016

I really wanted to write a post about a disastrous date Saturday on my personal blog, but then I faltered – what if my kid’s teacher read it? What about his friend’s moms? In the age of social media nothing is really that private anymore, so I got all fickle and changed my mind. I...  

posted a blog on March 24, 2016
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It all started innocently enough. I was having a casual conversation with a friend who lamented that since her husband rarely made it home before 8PM each night, she was pretty much “like a single mom.” The relationship between my child’s father and I had fallen apart months earlier, and I had been single handedly...  

posted a blog on March 16, 2016

I am notoriously horrible at dating in real life. I have resting bitch face, I have been told by many I am intimidating, and I am typically utterly clueless when someone is attempting to flirt with me. Which is why I decided to try online dating in the first place. It hasn’t been completely disastrous;...  

posted a blog on March 1, 2016

When did “superbusy” turn into something that women are supposed to be? It’s almost a competition: if you aren’t busy then you’re not doing a good job at your life as a mother, a wife, an employee, and a person in general. And that’s bullshit. I remember when I was growing up (and I’m not...  

posted a blog on February 19, 2016

When I was pregnant my husband was thrilled. He did all the things a good husband was supposed to do for his pregnant wife: he rubbed my belly with cocoa butter, he apologized profusely when he ate the last mini Snickers, and he talked to the baby taking up space in my ever-expanding stomach. I...  

posted a blog on December 25, 2015

It all started in Pre-K. Until then I was blissfully ignorant about the Elf on the Shelf. It wasn’t around when me and my sister were little, and I didn’t know anyone who did it. And then my son’s teacher introduced the classroom to an elf with some ridiculous name like Bell or Patches or...  

posted a blog on December 18, 2015

I have always been involved in my child’s education. I figure I didn’t go through all that pain and discomfort to get him here so that I could ignore him. But I typically leave the big titled positions to moms who stay at home and who aren’t scandalous divorcees. This year that wasn’t really possible....  

posted a blog on December 9, 2015

When I first had my child I subscribed to several parenting magazines. I read books about how to raise a child without raising your voice, and how the French parented correctly. I attempted to implement these things, to feed my son those “child-friendly” recipes and make the crafts out of bits of leaves and twigs....  

posted a blog on November 21, 2015

I used to love dating. It was so different from being married, and so much fun to get to know new people and get dressed up and have someone dote on you. Plus, you didn’t have to cut anyone’s chicken fingers for them (hopefully), which was a nice change. But pretty quickly it became apparent...