I opened the left door across from Emilia to find her crying, reaching out for me.
I’ve been told I have it easy, being a single mom. Even that I’m not a real mom for getting this freedom.
By Stephanie Land. I know I'm headed for a hard road, raising two kids on my own.
I didn’t understand how someone could be nice, charming, and in my mind adored by everyone, but threw snide comments at me often, sometimes as soon as people left the room.
By Stephanie Land. Hoefle’s book offers life-changing ideas for parents who feel the pressure for perfection, but also feel like the unappreciated maid, chauffeur, law enforcer, and tutor.
There’s nothing to stop her from not only chasing after her dream, but catching up to it, grabbing the tail, and never letting go.
Through all of this, I’ve been single, and a single mother at that. I do not get time off. Almost every moment I have away from my children is spent worrying over how I will afford to pay my bills.
I feel the same about these solo moms who orbit my life. They hold a deeper knowing that’s unspoken. I am a badass mom because of the badass moms who surround me.
I’d never thought about the what-if scenarios of my death. Mia’s a badass kid. She’s resilient. We’ve been through so much, I think she can make it through just about anything.
A few things have become normal in the last year that I probably wouldn’t have been paid enough to do without them if you’d asked me a couple of years ago.
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