*Shout out to all my ladies who are the real deal, single mom, working and being a mom day in and day out. Ya'll are the real MVP's and don't let anyone else tell you otherwise.*
These last couple of weeks I've had several "mom.of.the.year" moments which in reality means 'not so mom of the year' because I bombed at parenting - twice in about two hours my child ended up in her own bodily fluids that were a direct result of my brain basically checking out after firing on all parenting cylinders for so long. It was a hilarious sort of humbling because I like to think I've got a handle on this mom thing by now, but clearly the ingested spoiled milk says otherwise. Whoops.
All that being said, I like to give credit where it's due and solo parenting isn't all cons. It helped remind me what a killer dad my husband is and that I probably need to give him more credit than I already do, because he makes so many things a hundred times easier on me. I mean honestly I think I highly recommend this as a necessary exercise for all parents when they start to think they are doing all the work. Wait, what? I think I may just have to write a book since I'm such an expert.
I'm going to continue to ponder that one over my glass of wine.
Although by the time I publish this it'll be morning and I'll have a very large mug of coffee in hand. Promise.
How do you survive bouts of solo parenting ya'll?
Mine are friends, large mugs of coffee and equally large glasses of wine and pixar movie nights.