"When we grow up playing house as little
girls none of us imagine that our house would consist of being a single mom
working 2 jobs, at least I didn’t. I had
the dream of a big home filled with lots of kids, a loving husband, and a
dog. At the age of 28 my dream
changed. When my son Gabriel was 2 ½
months old and I found myself a single mother and clueless. Now I won’t get into details but for the
first year of my son’s life I fought a battle that is any mother’s worst
nightmare. When I came through that I
realized that if I could make it through that then I could conquer anything! Life as a single mom is very
challenging but also very rewarding at the same time. I could not ask for a more perfect little
boy. For the first year of Gabe’s life
he was very sick. He had 2 surgeries and
we were in the doctor’s office every 2 weeks for one illness or another. He came down with RSV and still to this day
has breathing problems. He will also be
starting speech therapy and cognitive behavioral therapy this upcoming
week. So on top of being a single mom of
a 19 ½ month old toddler, I battle the daily challenges of a child that needs
some extra medical attention. Gabe does
not speak much so I’ve had to take on the challenge of teaching us both sign
language and he communicates very well.
I could get down on myself and wish he was like other kids his age but I
step back and realize that he is special and this is who he is. I will always accept him no matter what
differences he may have.
So now that you have a little
background here is my life as a single mom in a nutshell. My days start around 5:30 (or at least they
should) with getting ready for my day.
Making sure I have everything for work, Gabe has his things for day
care, and that everything is packed for both of us for the evening. When I leave the house in the morning I must
make sure everything is prepared and packed for the day since I don’t see my
house again until about 10pm Monday through Friday. Once I get Gabe up I spend time chasing a
toddler around trying to get him dressed and corralled to get out the
door. Just getting to the car is quite
the chore. I live on a 2nd
floor duplex so I have 3 bags slung over my shoulder, heels, and a toddler who
wants’ to do stairs by himself. By the
time we get to the bottom of 2 flights of stairs (10 minutes later) he claps
and is so proud of himself and all I can do is smile at his joy! We then make the short commute to daycare
where I get him settled in and get his breakfast. Then it’s time for me to head off to my full
time job. I spend the next 8-9 hours in
turmoil over wanting to be with my son and also providing a life for him. Once my day is over about 4pm I go pick Gabe
up and off to Grammy’s we go! I spend
about 15-20 minutes playing with him then it’s time to go off to job #2! Some days he waves and goes on playing and
some days he clings to my leg and I end up leaving in tears because it breaks
my heart, but I reassure myself that this is what is best for Gabe right
now. I spend 4 hours at my 2nd
job and then I head back to my moms to pick Gabe up then head home to put him
to bed and give him his daily breathing treatment. Once he is down for the
night I do all the house chores that need done on a daily basis. My night usually ends around 12:00/1:00
am. Although some days I just want to sit and cry, I pick myself back up and do it all over for the precious little boy that is counting on me. I could ask why me or why us but that wouldn’t change anything. I would do anything for Gabe no questions asked. Although I can’t take all the credit, I could not do this without my wonderful family support and friends that keep me focused. Every morning I have a choice to stay in bed and give up or get up and face the world. I chose to face the world and show my son that I’m a fighter for him. I want him to be proud that I’m his mom and know as he grows up that I’ve done everything possible for him and his happiness. Every challenge that I have experienced in life I always thought was the worst that could happen and I would always get through it. Once I made it through so many things I began to realize that everything is possible and nothing can beat me. A quote that I keep on my kitchen board and has gotten me through many things is “you never know how strong you are until being strong is all you have.” I am strong for my son and there is nothing that will ever change that. No matter how tired I am or how much I think I can’t take on one more thing I take a look at my little boy and realize that IT’S ALL WORTH IT!!"