I decided to start a journal, mainly so that I can have somewhere to say whatever I'm thinking, and also because I know that there are other single moms out there & I want them to know that they're not alone. I've kept a journal nearly my entire life, but the last couple years I haven't kept one, and it just seems like I felt more sane when I had one, haha. Hopefully I'll be able to sit down every couple of days & write about my crazy life as a single mom!
I guess I should start by introducing everyone.
I have two sons; Calvin is 5 & thinks he knows everything now that he's in kindergarten. He talks constantly, he's inquisitive, extremely intelligent but equally as hyper. He inherited his dad's emotional side, and my smart-ass side.
Major is nearly 15 months old and he's the boss. He knows he's the boss, and if anyone forgets, he's quick to remind them that this is his world & we're all here to entertain him and tend to his needs. He doesn't talk much yet, probably because his brother never shuts up long enough to let him talk. Also, he currently will not eat anything unless it's covered in ketchup. I hope this phase passes quickly because I cannot stand the sight, smell, or taste of ketchup.
And then we have me. I'm 22 years old, and I'm currently divorcing Major's father, we'll just call him 'B'. I married B when I was 18 years old, fresh out of a marriage from Calvin's dad (who we'll call 'C') and eager to fall in love again. We only dated for 7 months before we got married, and Calvin was 14 months old. I loved B with all my heart & gave him everything he ever asked for, but he couldn't quite get over the fact that he hadn't dated enough girls before whisking me down the aisle (more like up the courthouse steps, but hey, a girl can dream :D) and after 4 years of a rocky marriage, we finally called it quits for good on October 29th of this year. I married Calvin's dad, C, when I was 16 years oldbecause I got pregnant & we both felt that it was the right thing to do. It wasn't quite the fairy tale I had imagined, and 6 months after Calvin was born, I left him & moved back home.
I was a SAHM, but once B moved out I got a job at a grocery store. It's only part-time, but since I'm getting child support from two men, part-time pay is really all I need. I know eventually I will need to work full-time, but I'm holding out for a really great job with awesome benefits. My grandma lives a few blocks away & babysits Major while I work, and all I have to pay her is a gallon of milk a week, haha. My mom lives about a block from her, so I have two babysitters anytime I need them. I couldn't do it without my family here with me.
I think that pretty much sums up the introductions...and Major is crying in his high chair because *gasp* I'm not looking at him! So I better go tend to him. Hey- only one hour til bedtime!!