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Dating while Momming: Keep Excedrin Close By

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     So, here’s the thing. I knew going in that I would be a single mom. I was good with it. I’m still good with it. When I was pregnant, every man who hit on me, looked at me longingly or asked to touch my stomach immediately got a reaction that went something like this: I’ll remove your arm from the socket. No. I was sure this would be my attitude for the rest of my life.      Alas, as time has gone by, I have to admit to myself, and to all of you, that the desire to have someone by my side, to celebrate the moments of my child’s life, is growing. I’d like to have a partner to consult when I don’t know what to do, feel a little lost or just need a break. I want someone to dance when there’s no music, make up silly songs with me and always know that, no matter how frustrating I am, I am the one they want. I want someone who wants to be there for those things and more.       Once upon a time, I’d have taken anyone who came along. If you looked at me for five seconds too long then

Grand Insanity

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Okay, y’all. Let's talk about grandmothers. My mother is an amazing, accomplished person. She is a nurse. She is an IT guru. She is my go-to person for many things in life. She also drives me to drink, as the saying goes, some days. She adores my daughter. Lola is the highlight of her every moment. She is the proudest of all proud grandparents and that makes me elated. My daughter wants for nothing. If she needs diapers, a month’s worth shows up on my doorstep. If she is outgrowing a set of pajamas, five more are provided for her. Teething toys? Done. Socks? Done. Wipies? Done. She has relieved so much of my burden as a single mother and I will forever be indebted to her for that. HOWEVER, she is so literal that it makes me crazy some days. I post a picture of Lola and I snuggling together and I get a snippet about co sleeping and how I will never get my daughter to sleep alone. I post a blog about the downfalls of dating and her question is, “So doe