I am a 41, black single woman who is also a single mom…
There is something to be said about being a single mom. Don’t want this to define me but this is my season right now. Being a mother is a blessing in its self but never in a million years did I think that I would be a single mother. But February 2015 is when it all changed.
I am the mother of three beautiful girls who I love with all of my heart. Twins born 2002 and then the youngest born 2015.
The twins have a father who is in their life and would do absolutely anything for them. We have shared parenting and for the most part, we get along and co-parent very well (most days😉). Our relationship hasn’t always been the best but over the tears, it has gotten better. We celebrate holidays and birthdays together. But most importantly we understand that our children need both of their parents. And I am beyond thankful for that because the girls are what is important.
But unfortunately, there is a little bump in the road. When it comes to my youngest, I am her sole provider and although being a single mother is one of the toughest jobs in the world. I pray that she knows (well all three know) that am doing my best. She has seen her father a total of two times this year and it makes me extremely sad. I cry because he is not in her life but she doesn’t even know or understand. What she does know is that I am here each and every day for her and I pray that she always remembers that I was here.
Being a mother is very rewarding but being a single mom is something that makes me stronger each and every day. And I am thankful that God continues to guide me through the journey even on the toughest days.