Single Mothers

My printer is merrily chugging out 40 copies of a letter I have to send to vendors for the Royal City Farmers Market…

Sidenote: it really, really bothers me that the organization is Royal City Farmers Market. Grammatically speaking, the market is put on by farmers (plural) which indicates a possessive. Therefore, it should really be Royal City Farmers’ Market Association. However, it is registered as Royal City Farmers Market so that’s what I am meant to use. Le sigh.

Anyway, my printer is merrily chugging out 40 copies of a letter I’m sending out with invoices on Monday, and while it is doing so, my computer is abysmally slow, so I thought I’d jot down a quick entry.

Ross is away this weekend. He left yesterday for a 4 day camping / fishing / drinking / penis party somewhere up by Merritt. This is the first time I’ve been by myself for more than 24 hours. I was dreading this trip and secretly hoping that it would be cancelled or rained out or something would necessitate Ross not going because being by myself for four long days, when I have just accepted a really high stress deadline motivated job with a busy, busy boy like Kale scared the ever-loving crap out of me. Never mind the job part, just being by myself with Kale for four days with no break scares me.

I know there are a lot of ladies out there that do this with regularily – whether their partners work or go away on business a lot. But if I was married to someone who was away a lot, I likely wouldn’t have gotten pregnant because I know I can’t do this by myself. I know I need Ross to be a part of a team with me, in order for me to be a good parent.

So, a tip of the hat to single moms. I am humbled. Anytime I have looked down my nose at you, I beg your forgiveness. This is so damn hard. Last night at 1:00AM when Kale was screeching from the Mysterious Toddler Nightime Ailment, there was this moment when all I could think of was “OMFG, Ross better be having ONE HELLUVA WEEKEND because seriously, there won’t be anymore of these for like, a gajillion years.”

It blows my mind that there are teenage girls out there who are allegedly attempting to become single mothers ON PURPOSE. I’m alone for three nights and four days and I am already so burned out after one night and two days that I had to have a little cry earlier tonight to release some tension. Are these girls mental? Do they have freaking idea how hard being a parent can be sometimes? Jesus Christ on a Cracker am I so unbelievably troubled if there are more teenage girls out there who are going to attempt this.

I’m tired. I stink. I don’t think I have eaten a proper meal in two days. And I have two days to go. Wish me luck.

And now my printer is done and apparently out of ink! Awesome! Can’t just run to the store to get more, so I guess I am done for the night. Im going to order a movie and crack that wine.

9 years ago

5 Comments

  1. Hang in there you will come out of this for the better. I told you that you were a very lucky wife. Many moms may have a husband but he doesn’t take part in the child rearing and leaves it all to the little woman. You are very capable and I know you can do this. You are just pressured with a deadline and the timing of Ross’s trip is just a little off. But remember when he gets home he will be rested and there will be payback. Ha Ha. Take it one day at a time and one night a time. You can do this.

  2. Being a parent isn’t hard. Being a GOOD parent is hard! πŸ™‚ And since you are doing things the “right” way, of course it’s hard and you need support! *hugs* But it’s only for a little while longer. You can DO it! πŸ™‚

  3. I never once had any doubt you couldnt manage.
    Yes being a single parent is hard. I’ve watched my older siblings struggle with it and the result can be taunting on the child. But they’ve all turned out wonderful.

    Stress cries will become second nature at times.
    You are strong, witty, multi-tasking, educated and a wonderful mum. Its a learning experince for both of you.
    More ahead to follow.

    I know you’ll do a wonderful job. Hang in there!
    xoxoxo

  4. YUP! Ross came home a day early. It was a nice and very welcome surprise, although yesterday was a pretty good day, all things considered. It sure makes a big difference when you have a good sleep. πŸ™‚

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