Confessions of a single mother

I am a single mother. And I am a good mother. I have two boys that I love and cherish.

I wake up at 5:30 each morning. And I start a load of laundry. I shower and get ready for my day. And then I wake my boys up. I make breakfast and lunches for the day. And I drop them off at school.

I go to the office and work for 8-9 hours. After work, I pick up the kids. First, is dinner. Next, I drive them to whatever practice they have. 

We come home and do homework. Followed by baths, books, and bed. 

After they are asleep, I do dishes and pick up a little. And I try to get a workout in before I go to sleep myself.

I volunteer at the school. And cheer loud at their games. Then I listen to them about their days. And I give comfort after nightmares. Then I hang art projects in my office. I live for my kids. I am a good mom.

It’s finally that one weekend a month my kids go to their dad’s. While they are gone, I find myself again.