Co-parenting. It’s a word that can evoke enough anxiety in someone to induce a panic attack. Or maybe it’s so smooth sailing, it doesn’t bring you a worry in the world.
Love it or hate it, it’s sure to be a conversation starter at any single mums group.Continue Reading →
My daughter has just returned from a trip with her dad. The Disneyland Dad that is… You know the type? Does the minimal amount of parenting and swoops in from time to time to do all the fun stuff.
Over the years, my ex has had his fair share of Disneyland Dad moments.
Two months ago I celebrated five years of single parenting. How that rolled around so quickly I do not know.
Wait… “celebrated”? I hear you ask…
Yes, celebrated! Because I’m doing it! I’m raising a child all by myself. And she’s the most amazing human! And THAT is something to celebrate (I didn’t go out partying or anything, but I definitely gave myself a high five). Continue Reading →
Dreading Mother’s Day? I hear you. This is going to be my fifth Mother’s Day as a single mum, and my sixth as a mum. My first Mother’s Day was the worst. Don’t I sound tragic? My relationship with my daughter’s dad was on the rocks (in fact, we split up about a week later). I had been looking forward to the day; hoping to get some kind words from my partner about how I was the best mum in the universe, and our daughter was so lucky to have me. Yeah right….Continue Reading →
In the school holidays, I took my daughter on a two-night camping holiday. To me, that’s a bit of an oxymoron, so let’s call it a camping trip. Or a camping adventure. Some might go so far as to say a camping challenge.
Look, I’m going to be upfront with you. Single-mum camping wasn’t easy. But I speak for myself. You might be a really outdoorsy type, and you might read this and think, these things are obvious. So this article is really aimed at the single mum who is a bit like me.Continue Reading →