Some days I get the pleasure of enjoying a coffee date with this handsome lad. Except we had hot chocolate instead and it was delicious. Sometimes venturing out with just me and him makes me nervous, so I don’t do it often. For this date we were accompanied by the lovely Ari. I had to take the day off work to take him to an appointment so we made a day of errands of it. On our list included:
Chiropractor appointment for mommy
By the end of it we were all exhausted. Little man didn’t get a nap in because we were constantly in and out of the car and constant errands make me tired. Ari seemed in good spirits though!
Since becoming a single mom there is one thing that really bothered me. I’ve been working on it not bothering me, but people have this tendency to stare…and I don’t mean in the nice “oh what a handsome little boy and his mommy” way. It’s more of the “I’m going to judge you” stare. And I would love to say it was my imagination, but I’m not the only one who noticed. The same goes for some of my friends. Sometimes they don’t know how to talk to me, or what to say. Or they start to realizing maybe they upset me and then they try to backtrack which makes it worse, especially when it didn’t offend me in the first place.
I have come to terms with being a single mom. I am going to enjoy every minute of it and love my son every second of the day. Do I miss him when he’s with his father? So much it hurts! But I work hard to make sure he has everything he needs and that he knows how much I love him.
For those of you who have single parent friends, relax. You’re probably not going to offend us, but if you think you have just ask straight up. We’re just as normal and human as you, we just live with one less parent in the house. Talk to us like we’re still friends and people. If our status as single parent offends you, walk away. I had a good friend walk away from me because she couldn’t handle what had happened because she was involved in the situation. And that’s okay.
While I can’t just keep us in the house all day (though sometimes I want to) I know I’ll have to deal with the disapproving stares when I go to the grocery store. You can give me your disapproving stare all you want. I’m still going to be the proud mama of this amazing and handsome little boy! I will still be free to keep breathing.