Grace Under Fire 

Balancing It All as a Single Mom

As I sit here in my bed going through all of the details of the day, I’m wondering what the hell did I sign up for with this parenting and helping out at Ivory’s school gig. I’m tired. I think I’ve been coughed on way to many times today and I feel myself coming down with a cold.

I wanted to write this beautiful and eloquent tribute to my daughter, Grace, for her birthday on Monday. Here it is Wednesday and I still haven’t been able to finish it. Let me honest, I only have three lines done. And if I’m super honest, I probably won’t hit publish for a few weeks. This week has gone to shits and I’m just happy both of my kids are still alive. I know some of you all are too.

Regardless of the nutrional value or there lack of of Mc Donald’s, we’ve had more than a few cheeseburgers and fries this week and a frozen pizza for dinner tonight.  And guess what? My kids still love me. What matters most to them is that I’m present, so all though I didn’t have an eloquent blog post done to publicly share my love for Grace. I showed it the best way I know how: in private. She doesn’t care about my  Google analytics and all that jazz, what she did care about was that mommy planned the best birthday party dinner (known to her as a “hangout” for her and her friends). What mattered is that I checked out of social media and my business and into her life. That’s all our kids really need: is us. Even when I’m tired and driving from Grace’s basketball game to Ivory’s Cub Scout meeting, I try to handle it all with Grace.

G- Give unterupted time to my children

R- Remain patient

A- Allow mistakes

C- Call for help if needed

E-Enjoy every moment that I have on this earth with them.

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As usual, I’m typing in the middle of the night and my editor hasn’t had a chance to proof. My apologies.