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Single Mom Friday Zen, III

April 3, 2009

The days when bad hair days don’t matter – at all are the best days of our lives. It means we’re too young to care, we are who we are and only that, at peace with ourselves and blissfully unaware of what lies beyond the comfort of mommy’s warm kitchen. But just because we’re adults […]

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Dating Single Parents: Can it Work?

September 27, 2008

The child of a single parent does not have a “typical” family life. The child of a single parent ultimately sees his parents with different people.

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Lessons from Cowboys.

June 23, 2008

Some things never change … My basement had a minor flood (not complaining because my little brother lives in Iowa City and has been sandbagging for weeks). Anyhow – while sorting through boxes of wet stuff I found my old journal and stumbled across this entry. I was leaving Texas after six months there as […]

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Single Mom S.O.S.: Can she take the kids overseas?

June 17, 2008

Occasionally urgent questions land in my Inbox from single moms or married women desperate for help and answers. They are so urgent in nature I call them Single Mom S.O.S’s. This one is the most urgent of all. Belle is European and has no family here in the United States. Her husband, who has abused […]

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My Mini Bob Dylan

June 4, 2008

This weekend I was busying myself in the kitchen when I heard a harmonic melody pouring down the stairs. I shot up to Benjamin’s room like a bolt – just to catch it – and there he was, sitting cross legged jamming on his harmonica. Tonight I put him in front of the iMac. Enjoy! […]

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Adventures in Potty Training

March 26, 2008

How in the hell is cleaning out a little tiny plastic toilet easier than changing a diaper? Please, please experienced mommies enlighten me. How do you get the little toilet bowl clean? Do I have to scoop it out with a paper towel? Sigh. And Benjamin just took his first pee pee in the potty!!! […]

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Shacking up…with another single parent.

February 6, 2008

With single parenthood on the rise, many single moms and dads are shacking up – with each other. Once I dated a single father who lived with two other single fathers. His house had a climbing wall from the kitchen to an upstairs playroom. The kids had each other and so did the fathers.

My single mama best friend, Abby, also just split her rent in half by taking in a roommate – another single mom. They found each other through Craiglist and in addition to being a great roommate, Cindy has also offered to baby sit and will undoubtedly help Abby out around the house.

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Sleep deprivation is a cruel, cruel thing.

January 12, 2008

This is dedicated to every parent who hasn’t slept through the night for months and months. Until 10 days ago my 2 year old has been waking up nearly every night. I have had few all-nighters streaks but… on average he’s up at least once, maybe twice or three times a night.

Maybe I’m an idiot and every other mother knows this – but just in case I’m not – here’s what I figured out.

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His father wants to take him…I’m freaking out.

December 14, 2007

When I told my now ex-husband I was leaving him the first thing he argued about was the laptop computer. Then the video camera. Anything of monetary value. But, not once, not once did he fight for our son. I wanted him to. It got to the point that his complete apathy to the issue was actually a little shocking. Why wasn’t he worried about not seeing Benjamin? It’s been two years. Since then he has come only during his 36 hours of visitation. No more, no less. And he has always come to us – staying in our house.

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Oh…the pressure.

November 29, 2007

It’s less than one month away from Christmas. I have yet to buy a single present. I don’t know how I’m going to manage to afford them, let alone have the time to actually shop for them.

I was giving Benjamin his bath tonight and started humming a Christmas carol. I can never remember the words to songs, I have always just been a hummer. So, I’m humming along, he’s smiling – beaming actually – he loves music. And then I stop. It hits me like a ton of bricks. It’s all on me.

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