Life: The Grass May Be Greener But . . .

There was a time when I lived freely and with total disregard.  My biggest concern was me, myself, and I.  Days would come and go, and I enjoyed every minute that life offered....more

Stereotyping in 2012: Necessary Lessons to Teach My Son?

 For the past month, I've listened to and read news articles about the killing of Trayvon Martin, an African-American teenager who was gunned down because he looked 'suspicious' while walking through his neighborhood wearing a hoodie. The absurdity of how and why Trayvon was killed is still under investigation, but it has shocked and outraged people all over the country, and now people from state to state are wearing hoodies, in protest, to publicly display how ridiculous Trayvon's killing was....more
 @gab15th  Thank you gab15th.more

Finding Balance: Motherhood vs. Womanhood

Being a mother isn’t easy but being a woman isn’t easy either.  For over 12 years I have been mother of a fantastic boy, and I wouldn’t trade a second of those years for anything else in this world.  However, the road through motherhood has not been easy for me at all.  Before I became a mother, I would “ooh and awe” at mothers who crossed my path, I would make faces while coddling someone else’s little bundle of joy, and at around 28 years old, I had those awful depressed moments when I thought my “biological clock" was running out.  I am a late b...more

Child Support: Loopholes Big Enough to Fit A Deadbeat Through

Where do I begin to describe the child support chaos that I have been experiencing for the past decade? To list ups and downs would be redundant because the loss is so severe that the gains almost pale in comparison. Yes, I knew that the child support process would be long and tedious, but I had NO IDEA that 10 years later I would be fighting my son’s father and child support services for what my child deserves....more

To Read or Not To Read: Audio Books Keep Me Sane

A few years ago, I decided that I wanted to read more, but my busy schedule (work, family, life) would only allow me a few precious moments in the wee hours of the night to sit down with a book of my choice.  Needless to say it took only minutes before my head began to bob and weave like a prize fighter or one of those dorky bobble head dolls.  This would go on night after night until finally, I gave up on reading....more

A lesson on Loosening The Apron Strings: His Independence and My Panic

Let me start off by saying that I have always loved the idea of “a boy and his dog”. So, when my son was 4 years old, he got his first dog, Chilli (a 55 lb. mischievous and hyperactive Terrier Springer Spaniel Mix). When he was 8 years old, he got Midnight (a 60 lb. nervous but peaceful Chow Chow). For the most part, the dogs had been my responsibility until my son was 10, but for the past year, or so, he has tried to take responsibility for everything about the dogs, except walking them (they are strong dogs and Chlli is not very disciplined)....more
@israelslearning Yes, it was an eye opening experience, and in my quest to protect him, I have ...more

Real Discussions About Sex: "I Wasn't Planned?"

Weeks ago, I decided to have the “birds and bees” conversation with my son. Seeing that I had his complete attention, and thinking that this may be my only chance to get some real facts in, I began telling him about the 1% factor in birth control and that abstinence is the only 100% method. I explained that even though 1% is an extremely low percentage, it is a fact that should not be ignored; especially since, he too, falls in the 1% equation. He looked at me with wide eyes and said, “I wasn’t planned?” In that split second, I decided the truth would, ultimately, be better than telling a lie just to make him feel better....more
Tangential but important point: It's very misleading to refer to a '1% factor' in terms of birth ...more

A Lesson on Parenting: To Honor A Mockingbird

Good post. That is heartbreaking, to know that the parents desperately wanted to reconnect with ...more

We Need A Village

Ever heard the statement, “It takes a village to raise a child”?  When I was growing up, I spent a lot of time with a family that I considered my family over time.  There were so many kids to play with,  and I felt like I was part of something whole.  We called each other “cousin”, and it stayed like that through my adolescence and even into my young adult years.  The reason, I’m mentioning the alternate family that I grew up with is because those weren’t just great childhood memories for me.  They were small breaks for my mother too.  All of those weekend...more

The Love of My Life

In my past blogs, I have written about the trials and tribulations of being a single mother.  Today I want to write about the other feelings behind being a single mother, the joy!  ...more