Picture Day

Picture Day….

3 Kids

2 Girls with 2 distinct styles

1 smelly boy

Curling Iron

Flat Iron

Gel

Dog chasing cat

No coffee

Tears

Hair not straight enough

Hair not curly enough

Half-ass shower

Dog has to go out

Take another shower

Near wipe out on wet bathroom floor

You want me to wear what

My hair

More tears

Make breakfast

Make lunch

Glares

Still no coffee

Silence all the way to the bus stop

Bus comes

Coffee

And that was our morning.

I love picture day.

I Simply…

Days are hard being a single parent.  You constantly think about all you do wrong.  You are always struggling with the decisions you make.  You want to make sure you are present for each child yet you are one person and you are human.  In your mind you know your children will appreciate you and everything you have done and will do for them.  You know they will look back and see all the sacrifices you made for them.

As a single parent you make choices every single day alone.  You make choices that ultimately put your needs on the back burner.  You put your children first.  You are not available to give much more to anything or anyone.  You are stretched thin.

Are you trying to be a martyr?

Are you trying to prove you can do it all?

Are you trying to be put on a pedestal?

Are you looking for pity?

Are you looking for approval?

I can only speak for myself but I am not looking for any of the above.  The only thing I am striving to be is the best parent I can be for my children.  I simply want them to know they are loved.  I simply want them to know I have their best interests at heart.  I simply want them to know I am here for them.  I simply want to get through a single day without my frustrations with life getting in the way.

Although I know what I strive for each and every day with my life and being a single parent, I know not every day will be the best day.  I know there may be a stretch of time when everything seems to be pure chaos and I feel like I am failing them.  But single parent or not, this is parenthood.  I simply just want to be what my children need me to be.

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