I am Lotus (formerly Semi-Hippie Solo Mom and formerly Honeysuckle). A lotus grows up out of the mud and muck on the bottom of a pond and towards the sun until it bursts out of the water and floats a beautiful flower. The journey of the lotus reminds me of the journey I’ve been on. I spent 10 years as a solo mom (I like solo mom better than single mom because single mom sounds too much like a dating status and parenting and dating are two very seperate things). Then I met the man that I thought was “the one.” I sold my house and moved my daughter and our two dogs 45 minutes away. Two months in, I realized that he and I were not on the same page but more like in two seperate worlds. I stuck it out to be sure that it wasn’t just about adjusting to each othe’s ways. It wasn’t. So, I’m back here, picking myself up and making sure that all the lessons I need to learn are learned.
My daughter, Willow (formerly Dancing Chick), is a dancing around , wicked smaht, animal-loving, list-making, too much tv watching, dog feeding, only half the time listening, creative, writing stories, book-toting, recycling, 13 year-old mini-me who saves me from myself every day.
And then there are the furry girls:
Daisy is a Golden Retriever but thinks she’s everyone’s mother.
And Ivy…a great big ball of furry love.
I’ve started calling myself a solo mom because single mom sounds like a description of my dating status, not my parenting status. I have been a solo mom doing it on my own for almost 14 years now (I count my time while pregnant too since I’ve been doing it alone from the beginning!) and have learned a thing or two on how to be a good parent and have learned many things about how to avoid being a bad parent. But that’s how life goes. Pick your ass up and learn from your mistakes and do it quick because there is always something that needs to be done. No time for self-pity!