I have so many feelings about being a single parent. It’s hard, deeply overwhelming at times, scary yet also extremely rewarding. I’ll admit that during the past year of adjusting to life after divorce, the hard stuff has felt, well, really damn hard.
One of the things I struggle with the most is the realization that I am totally on my own. There’s no one to tap if I don’t feel like doing the bath time routine. There’s no one to tap during a tantrum. There’s no one to tap during the morning let’s-get-out-the-door rush.