Ali and I are both firm believers in “It takes a village.” We’re lucky in that we have supportive families and friends and, of course, each other. However, I’ll be the first to admit that I lost friends after becoming a mother. My priorities changed, and if the friend didn’t have children, she and I seemed to speak a different language. I was exhausted, and the very last thing I wanted to do at the end of the day was get ready to go out somewhere. Eventually, I turned down enough invitations that I just wasn’t invited anymore. In my mind, that was okay though. How could I talk to someone who didn’t have children, didn’t understand? Now I know that my justification was simply ridiculous.
Grilling is one of the things that makes summer so wonderful. The flavors, the open air; it just can’t be beat. Being a single mom, though, makes it a little more intimidating to fire up the grill. After all, what happens if you set the house on fire? You may have a fire safety plan, but that doesn’t mean that you want to test it out. I assure you though, with all the hype our male counterparts put to it, it is not that hard, and with a little bit of caution, it is not likely that you will set the house on fire. (more…)
When you think of Mother’s Day, it’s usually a scene of light, airy colors, flowers, and tasty brunch. It’s not like that around here. About 20 years ago, my mom hung up her airy colors and exchanged them for bright red. If you know her, you might think I’m talking about the crimson red of Indiana University, the site of her college years and now retirement. That red, however, is too deep. This red is the bright bold red of the Ironman triathlon symbol, a goal of my mom’s to complete since her early 40s. (more…)
By Lily Hayes of TheBabyLands.com
Yes, we have all heard this: single moms tend to be poorer than married mommies out there. But, should this be the case? I’d love to answer this with a resounding NO! Being a single mom is no fairy-tale, but you can achieve that comfortable life you have always dreamed of for yourself and for your children. (more…)
I’m not always sentimental about things. I couldn’t wait to get rid of Story’s bassinet and baby clothes. Most of her artwork has found its way to the recycle bin. And when I’m in purge mode, nothing is safe. However, I have a very strong attachment to one particular piece of furniture: the recliner.