Single Moms

       I believe in fate. I believe that from the moment God created us He knew exactly what paths we would take. That being said, I know with certainty, that God did not make me a single mom for a reason-I am not strong enough to survive it. One week after my dreaded return to work, Justin left for a business trip to NYC. In the middle of a bathroom renovation, Hannah deciding sleep was for the birds, working 12 hour days, and poor cable service- I was alone. I had a 4am wake up call and a bedtime that provided me with an unsafe amount of sleep. I think I went three consecutive meals without eating and completely forgot that water is a necessity until I got a little lightheaded. I forgot my cell phone at home and left my pump at work. I cried and Hannah laughed at me. I called Justin, but he was enjoying unlimited cocktails with "colleagues" in a loud bar and couldn't hear me. Morale of the story- I did not like it one single bit. A huge shot out to all the single moms out there- you deserve you're own special week of gifts and attention. This stuff is no joke. And a shot out to my lovely husband (he doesn't read my blog anyway) I'm sorry if I've ever taken you for granted. You're amazing.