Being a single mom has had its challenges, but it also reaps great rewards. Some of my happiest and scariest moments in my life involved my children. I’m not sure which one of my children have given me most grey hairs, but they keep giving them to me daily. In the following story, I know I received a few more.
One Saturday morning my two boys asked if we could go fishing. Usually are fishing trips are at the beach, but my oldest asked, “Can we just go to the little pond?” Of course we had household chores that needed to be done. You know the fun stuff, laundry, vacuuming, sweeping, mopping, etc.. I do work a 40 hour week, take online classes, and raise 3 children full time. Sometimes the housework gets backed up and overwhelming. I told …show more content…
I start the search, you know the one that makes you seem like a crazy person. I check the playroom and he isn’t there. I travel around the corner into the living room and he isn’t there. I go upstairs into the kitchen (yes, the kitchen is upstairs), he isn’t there. I look into the two bedrooms and the bathroom that are upstairs. Nothing. I open the backdoor and walk onto the balcony, no signs of him anywhere and I’m still calling is name. You know how your voice changes when you are worried and you sound like a homicidal maniac. Yep, that is status quo at that point. Panic has set in and all kinds of horrible thoughts are running through my head. I decided to go check the front yard. I run downstairs (me running isn’t pretty) and out the front door. Calling and calling his name, of course, no answer and I am getting more and more frantic as the seconds pass by. Back in the house I go, and as I walk through the threshold I hear the sweetest sound imaginable. Giggling!! I run in the direction of the giggling and the sounds are coming from the downstairs bathroom. FINALLY I see him. Relief washes over me as I am trying to catch my breath and then the laughter
One Saturday morning my two boys asked if we could go fishing. Usually are fishing trips are at the beach, but my oldest asked, “Can we just go to the little pond?” Of course we had household chores that needed to be done. You know the fun stuff, laundry, vacuuming, sweeping, mopping, etc.. I do work a 40 hour week, take online classes, and raise 3 children full time. Sometimes the housework gets backed up and overwhelming. I told …show more content…
I start the search, you know the one that makes you seem like a crazy person. I check the playroom and he isn’t there. I travel around the corner into the living room and he isn’t there. I go upstairs into the kitchen (yes, the kitchen is upstairs), he isn’t there. I look into the two bedrooms and the bathroom that are upstairs. Nothing. I open the backdoor and walk onto the balcony, no signs of him anywhere and I’m still calling is name. You know how your voice changes when you are worried and you sound like a homicidal maniac. Yep, that is status quo at that point. Panic has set in and all kinds of horrible thoughts are running through my head. I decided to go check the front yard. I run downstairs (me running isn’t pretty) and out the front door. Calling and calling his name, of course, no answer and I am getting more and more frantic as the seconds pass by. Back in the house I go, and as I walk through the threshold I hear the sweetest sound imaginable. Giggling!! I run in the direction of the giggling and the sounds are coming from the downstairs bathroom. FINALLY I see him. Relief washes over me as I am trying to catch my breath and then the laughter