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On sharing a child.

December 31, 2007

After nearly two years my son’s father has taken him for his 36 hours of visitation. (Usually he watches him at my place) Right now there’s a pit in my stomach. Not of fear. I know he will take care of him…he is after all a good father and he does love his son more [...]

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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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One side effect of being a dating single mama…my baby is trying to make out with me.

November 27, 2007

Okay this is weird. My son, is 20 months old. I guess he’s a toddler now, but I still call him a baby. Bear with me, I’m hanging on to his babyhood for as long as I can get away with it. He just learned how to kiss. The first time he pecked my on my lips. That was before I met Kris. Since then he has seen all kind of hugging, hand holding and all around sweet affections which include “adult kisses.”

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Single motherhood – turns out, not so easy, but not so tough either.

November 19, 2007

Being a single mom is tough. But like anything else in life – you get used to it. you adapt, you become stronger and you survive. You also have the power of love on your side – the love you feel for your child is stronger than anything you’ve ever felt – itcompels you and drives you day in and day out.

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The best kiss I’ve ever had…

November 1, 2007

On Sunday morning I asked Benjamin to kiss me, a request I’ve been making for months now. Usually he looks at me like I’m crazy and goes on his merry way.

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