It amazes me how often I see people comment on how hard and tiring they have found looking after the children solo for a few days whilst their partner is away etc. I have been a single parent nearly 5 years.
In the summer I became a single parent of two. That was quite frankly a petrifying prospect I won’t deny. But the reality is I know no different really. For me its how its always been, if I’m honest, it was a heck of alot harder when there was someone on the scene! Being a single parent is what I am used to.
There has always been Me and Pickle. We moved out of my parents together, we have tackled college, nursery, school together. And we tackled a new arrival together. I discussed it with him, read the books, prepared him for it and it all went smoothly. There was no behaviour changes or jealousy from him.
If I’m honest I find being a single parent easy. But then I don’t have anything to compare it to really?!
Okay so there are days when its pretty bloody knackering.
And the nights can be lonely.
And if your ill then the housework is quite frankly screwed because you literally focus on the needs of the kids and the rest of it just gets left!
And you get next to no time to yourself, having anything but a 30 second shower is a miracle.
And bathtime and bedtime routines take some planning and a bit of flexibilty…
But there is the keyword I have learnt over the past five years, flexibility! I’m not the most flexible person. I like to know what I’m doing and I’m not happy if that changes. But when your a single parent sometimes you have to be a bit flexible.
Yes its exhausting sometimes. But its not the end of the world. And as long as we’re happy thats all that matters right?