My Life as a Single Mother

I have two children a five year old daughter and a five month old son. I have been asking my self when are things going to get better for us. I work so had at so many things and it seems like nothing is ever good enough in my world that it will never get any better. I am trying really had with the schooling and work and being their for my children, but it seems like it’s jut not enough in this blank world.

Today I woke up and got the kids ready for the day. I made a phone call to find out if my sons father was going to try and help with money, for the child he has never met. But then I ask myself, do I really need to put my son through all this? Is this going to be fair to him as he grows up into a man to know that as a baby his so called father didn’t want anything to do with him? Well in my eyes I think that his father should try even if he can’t help with money. Every child should have a daddy.

My daughter has started to ask questions about why her and her brother don’t have the same dad. I try to answer them in a way that she would understand, but to explain life to a five year old is very hard. She is to little to understand. Now her father well he is a piece of work. He is by no means a bad father and if I could I would give him his dream of making it big in the music world, but I can’t. This man spends time with his daughter every day and when he see her his eyes light up, you can see how much he loves our daughter.

With him knowing what it’s like to be a daddy he also takes the time to play with my son, he was there for his delivery. He gave him his name. I know how much of a great man he is and I couldn’t ask for my children to have a better man in their life.

In my crazy world I worry about everything, I wonder how my daughter is going to do at her new school this year, if the teachers are nice, will she do well in school, so many other details. Will I be able to show her how to be a real woman as she grows up.

I am so scared that as my kids get older they will be mad at the fact that I am not able to do somethings for them like the other children around them get to do. I always thought that when I had my first child that my life was going to be great that the man I fell in love with was always going to be that same guy. He might be looks but as I see how he acts I have to question it. Is this the same man I fell in love with 13-years ago?

How will my days get better and what else can I do for my children to make them not only better as people but to have a better life?…