Tag, you’re it!

Sounds like fun, huh? Well, most of the time it is. But sometimes it’s not. Sometimes, it’s bloody hard work being IT.

The life of a single parent {in my case single mumma so my default is to refer to being a single mumma, but I mean any parent who is solo} is exhilarating.

It’s fun, amazing, challenging, wonderful, devastating, more phenomenal than I could ever have imagined in my wildest dreams.

Except when it’s not.

I should clarify now that it’s not parenting that’s not, rather life.

When the second reminder for your electricity account arrives in the post.

When your rent gets put up.

When you’re salary for the month doesn’t quite extend to the emergencies that pop up.

When you have to make the decision about where to send your child to school. In seven years time.

Some days, even the smallest of the thousand decisions you make each day as a sole parent, seems just too hard.

Tag, I’m it.