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Look! It’s us!

Look! It’s us!

Five years ago my two kids and I moved in with Jennifer and her son. Somehow it work and worked well. Audrey and I moved out last fall when we had the opportunity, but  Stuart stayed on. It wasn’t until a couple years ago that anyone seemed to take notice of the arrangement. First, we…

Sleeping in Seattle

Sleeping in Seattle

It was supposed to be a birthday trip, but funds were too tight in November to make it happen, so we waited until we could do it right.  With only a few days notice, we decided to go last weekend for  weekend trip. We caught the bus early to head to the train station downtown…

Unpaid

Unpaid

I mentioned the long-lasting effects of divorce, then got this in the mail. It’s the child support balance after nearly thirteen years. I guess I can be slightly relieved that his child support debt is bigger than my school loans debt. And no children went hungry because of mine. Those school loans were, in fact,…

You never really get over it

I’ve been working diligently on the second draft of the memoir project for months now, finally getting a grip on what I want it to do, how I want my story to come across. It’s an awful lot of work, let me tell you. This revamp of Chapter One has taken me weeks. I re-wrote…

Targeted

Really it’s articles like this one from the Washington Post that serve to remind me why I find dating as a single mother such a scary proposition: Vitasek [the 47-year-old child molester] often targeted financially struggling single mothers, helping them with material items and showering their sons with gifts and attention, authorities said. Yes, I’ll…

It’s all up to me, it seems.

It’s all up to me, it seems.

Nearly two years after we’d started dating, it has come to an end. The split had taken me by surprise and I’m still trying to pull my heart back together two months later. It’s taken a toll on me and my moxie, and the Universe seems to know it. Unpacking more boxes this past week,…

Ohhh, right, weeknight dinners.

I used to see the headlines on the women’s mags at the grocery and never could understand what difference it really made if it was a weeknight or a weekend dinner. Crazy publishers had something of the sort on every cover. They still do, but now I get it. I understand how moms don’t want…

Difficult days.

There are times when I have loved being a single mother. There hasn’t been anyone to argue with about what I think is best for the kids. No one to tell me what to do or where to go. I don’t have to okay anything with anyone; their father gave up that right years ago….

The Final Countdown

School starts back up next Wednesday. I know we are weeks behind other areas of the country, but it still feels too early, too much like summer never really happened, to start that routine again. With the lack of work, the summer was a long string of days searching for work, writing cover letters, struggling…

Growing (up) pains

Despite the fact, that I celebrated my forty-first birthday this year, I have avoided some of the more grown-up expectations. I don’t own a house and never plan to. I don’t have a retirement account. I have never hired a lawyer (or a mover, for that matter). I don’t own my own car. And except…

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