It's not easy being a single mom. As a single parent, you have to take on double the parenting duty. Other issues can make this even more complex. For example, some young moms write about what to do if my boyfriend is an alcoholic. Please share your experience and wisdom. As you will see, these problems require a great support system, time management skills and top-notch parenting techniques. If you have tips to share with other single moms or just want to help other single mothers and single parents out there, then tell us your story.
The Next Day.
Hi all! I posted a story 4 years ago about my son and boyfriend. Well, it's been almost 5 years since Jared died and everyday it gets harder to be without him. But JJ is the spitting image of Jared. He's so smart for a 4 year old. One day while we were walking around the park, he looked at me and asked, "Mommy, why are you so young?" I bent down to him and smiled and said, "Well, God has a way of creating special things at any time. And it just so happens that he gave us our special miracle when we were very young." JJ just smiled and hugged me. But then comes the heartbreaking question of "Where's daddy?" I told JJ that daddy is in Heaven watching him grow up. He asked me why daddy wasn't here. I told him that God takes people and invites them to live with him when it's their time to go to Heaven. And that God took daddy when I was still pregnant with him. But that just means daddy loves him so much more that he's with God in Heaven. He seemed to understand it, but he's only 4. I wouldn't mind telling him the story again at any time. All he has to do, is ask. I do have a new boyfriend in my life, and his name is Tanner. JJ and Tanner get along really well. Tanner knows about my history with Jared and he respects it. He adores JJ and me and we adore him. JJ looks at Tanner as a father figure, but he knows inside who his daddy is. I hope Jared is watching down over us everyday and looking at the little boy we have created.
Update!A while ago, I posted a story called "Perfect Timing."
Well here's a little update. Jack and I have broken up because when I was pregnant with our second son, I found out he was selling drugs and fooling around with his college professor. Shane is 3 now and lives with me and my current boyfriend. My son Patrick is now 1 and I'm currently expecting a girl with my boyfriend Alex. We plan to name her Jessa Hope. Alex and I are getting married after Jessa is born. Jack still sees Shane and Patrick, but he's only allowed supervised visits by the courts. Jack also has 2 kids now by his now wife who used to be his college professor. Her and I don't see eye to eye, meaning I don't like her because Jack is 22 and she's 40, and she tries to get my sons to call her "mom". No, that doesn't fly. You're the other woman, leave my children alone. She and I are civil, but we are not and never will be friends. Jack and I still co-parent a lot, but since I am the more involved parent, I make most of the decisions. I thought everything was perfect a few years ago. But now I know that somethings are fairytales and others are reality.
Update.!A few years ago, I posted a story titled "Life Is An Awful Ugly Place Not To Have A Best Friend."
My son Jason is now going on 2 years old and he's the most enthusiastic little boy ever. Taylor and I live together but we're not married or anything. I just gave birth to our daughter Arabella Lorraine about a month ago. Jason loves his little sister and Taylor has started working as an assistant in a Law Firm downtown. Colton and I are still in touch and he's even expecting his own child soon. Taylor and I are not really dating or married, but we also don't see other people. We're friends who have kids. It sounds incredibly crazy, but it works for us. We don't have to please each other, but we love how it ends up playing out that way. We're just like friends with benefits, but our benefits happen to be our children. If we do get married someday, then that's great. But we're not pushing for a wedding anytime soon. Hopefully we're not pushing for anymore kids anytime soon, but we're just waiting for what the future brings.
Playing Mommy and Daddy.I was 18 when I fell pregnant to a co-worker. We were not really dating, but we weren't seeing other people. Well one day , I'd been feeling sick and on my lunch break, I went and bought a pregnancy test. Positive. I was so scared and I just sat there and looked at it. I told Michael and I told him it was definitely his. He told me he'd be supportive of whatever I did, which surprised me.
I was about 6 months into my pregnancy when we found out it was a boy. We were so happy, but Michael started becoming distant. He stopped calling, stopped texting, and stopped coming to doctors appointments with me. I kept working to provide for the baby since I was the only one left in his life now. I ended up going into labor at my desk and I was rushed to the hospital. As I was getting settled in from the hospital, I expected a call or a text from Michael after I called saying I was going into labor. He ignored me and I finally accepted I was alone.
Since I had nobody here with me at the hospital, a young medical student named Dell became my pushing coach. He held my hand and was there for me throughout my labor time. Finally 7 hours later, my son was here. He was beautiful.
6 lbs. 15 oz.
18 inches long.
Mason William Johnson.
After I gave birth, I received a text from Michael asking if I could send him a picture of the baby for instagram purposes. I sent back a picture of a baby from the internet and said "here, post this one because it's just as fake as you." He was angry and I told him no, and to never contact me again. I was so mad he left and then had the nerve to ask for a picture to post on instagram.
Dell and I bonded over the fact he helped deliver my son and he was a teenage parent as well. He has a daughter who is 5 years old. Dell and I are very close friends now and we share an apartment so it's easier on both of us. Michael has only seen Mason once, and I've heard now he's gotten another girl pregnant. It's pathetic. Mason only needs me because I'm going to play mommy and daddy to my little boy. Dell and I take turns babysitting whenever the other one has prior commitments. I don't mind, but I didn't picture it this way. I love Mason and I'm the only parent he needs.
Trust turns into Pain.I was a junior in high school. I met this senior whom I'd had a crush on for as long as I can remember. We begin dating immediately and over the summer, we were inseparable. Always together, always in love. We'd been dating for about 7 months when we decided to have sex for the first time. He'd taken my virginity and I knew I wanted to only be with him. We continued to have sex for a while and one day the condom ripped. I was so scared and turns out, it was a false alarm. So I told him we needed to hold off on sex for a while to avoid this happening again. He agreed and told me he loved me.
We had reached our one year and things were getting serious. We had sex again on our one year and it was magical. I'd ended up taking him to my senior prom and he proposed to me after the dance. I was shocked, and I was in love, but I knew I wasn't ready for marriage. So I said no because I didn't think we were ready. He was hysterical. He started freaking out and I told him he needed to calm down and I assured him I didn't love him any less. So he asked me to prove it. We ended up having sex in his truck after prom. As time went by and graduation was coming, he kept dropping hints about marriage again and kids this time and I knew I wasn't anywhere near ready for that. So I broke it off.
He became a nightmare for me. Never stopped calling me, texting me, and he kept showing up at my house with flowers asking for me back. I blocked him from everything and he seemed to stop. Graduation had come and I had been going steady with this guy for a month or so and we were adorable together. My ex boyfriend Adam* was very jealous. The last night I worked before I was supposed to leave for college, my new boyfriend Charlie* had come by and visit me. I had to lock up the store and as soon as I did, I walked quickly to my car. I didn't know Adam was there. He picked me up from behind and dragged me behind the building. He told me he loved me and that he wanted to marry me and make beautiful babies. I told him no and that Charlie was waiting for me so I had to go. Adam had other intentions.
He'd forced me twice behind the building before he beat me senseless. I was scared for my life. I finally passed out and as I was drifting out, he leaned down and kissed my cheek and said we'll always be together before he ran off. Charlie had called my boss earlier that morning and my boss found me behind the building. I went to the hospital and then the best thing that my family had me do, was talk to the police. I told them everything, but I was even more ashamed to tell Charlie. He kissed my hand and said we'll get through it.
After I was released from the hospital, I rested for a while before we moved earlier than we had originally planned. Charlie was so sweet to move in with me down in my new town and I told him he didn't have to stay, but he told me he wouldn't let anything else happen to me.
A about 4 months down the road, I was in counseling, and Charlie and I were getting married. Charlie and I had only made love once since the accident and I found out I was pregnant. Charlie and I were so happy that we finally had a miracle coming our way. But the doctor said I was a little bit into my second trimester. So I knew Charlie couldn't be the father. I was so devastated. I was carrying my rapists baby. I was so frustrated at the fact Adam was right, he said we'd be together forever and he made it happen.
Adam was finally arrested and a trial began because he'd pleaded not guilty. I took the stand and told my side. I was asked about my current boyfriend and my baby. I was asked for a sonogram picture by the DA and when asked who the father was, I tearfully looked down, but pointed to Adam. He'd smiled and jumped for joy when he saw he was going to be a father. I was disgusted at the fact he still thought I was his girlfriend. He asked for a private minute with me after his conviction. I told him I was disgusted by everything he did. I trusted him, loved him, and was always there for him, and he goes and does something like this to get his way. I told him he'd never see his daughter ever. She would never know of him and he would never see her. I told him if he tracked her down when he got out, he'd be sorry. He can get to me, but not my daughter.
So Charlie and I married June 30th, 2014. Our baby girl, Macy Jane was born in July. I did break my promise and Charlie and I went to see Adam so he can have one look at Macy before we take her forever. I barely let him hold her for more than 5 minutes at a time, but I knew I'd regret it if I didn't let him see her once. I look at Macy everyday and I see Adam in her face, but I see Charlie in her heart. Charlie will be the only true father Macy ever has because he's taken care of us and deserves the title as her father. Adam doesn't.
I do apologize for my lengthy and somewhat horrible story, but I love Macy and I wouldn't have traded her for anything. Charlie and I love her, despite the past. But we have an amazing future to look forward to as a family.
* names were changed.
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