Day in the Life of a Single Mother

Yesterday,

 

It was a day. It involved tears, trials and tribulations. It was only Monday! Being a single Mom is a tough job, but you just have to keep going even when you feel like you want to quit. I forgot my child’s milk and my sitter lives far. I had to double back and pick it up from home only to forget my work badge. I get to work late, it was a decent day, very few hiccups until I forgot my breast milk in the lactation room after everyone left, and let me tell you it was a struggle each time to  even get 4oz out. So I had to go to another floor, knock on the door just to get back on my floor. After I start to make my way out of the office, I forget my milk again! So I have to do the whole knocking thing on a different floor again just to get it. I get in the car, start talking to a good friend about my emotions and other things, shed a few tears about it forget I had on mascara, so by the time I get to my sitter I look like a raccoon. I had no idea. I get my baby, decide I need to shop for food and I pray she doesn’t wake up in the hussle and bussle of a busy grocery store. Go through the store shopping with my raccoon eyes, and I’m getting weird stares, I  pay no attention of course, because hey I didn’t know. So I finish shopping, the baby wakes up when I am checking out and fusses all the way home. She is just tired and simply wants to be held. I get to my apt, and there is parking right at my building but someone is moving. The baby is crying. So I ask them if I can park next to them, they say oh there is someone there I just give up and park in Zamunda and decide, I’m going to carry this baby, milk, and all these groceries to my apt in one trip or die trying. I almost died grunting, panting, all the way across the courtyard and all the way up to the second floor. Neighbors who are moving are looking at me weird but hey I made it.  Raccoon eyes and all.

This is my everyday life, and yeah I get weary, yes, I cry about it sometimes, but I get to start over everyday and I just have to keep going. I am sure it gets better, but this is my reality. This is my everyday life. I have small victories and I take them. I think having perspective is key, and also my daughters smiles coos and simply her presence makes it all worth my while. This is just a snippet of one of my days and I still find time to be encouraging, take on projects, maintain friendships, and have great hair! LOL. Until next time.