Single parenting can best be described as one of the most challenging experiences that can only be told by a single mom possibly just like you.
Like most women, I’ve always dreamed of the day that I would hear congratulations you are a mother. Getting the opportunity to have a family of my own whether it was one of my own or through adopting someone else’s child.
Admittedly though, I was a little frightened but mostly excited about the possibility of becoming a mother. But little did I know that this process of motherhood would be shared without the child’s dad and that I would be classified as a single mother.
It seems that just as soon as my pregnancy was confirmed, the morning sickness set in and the problems with my partner began. In the beginning, I could not stand to smell anything it seemed. Morning sickness is definitely an understatement.
And ooh my goodness; sleep would come on at anytime. Just as soon as my newly shaped mommy butt would hit a comfortable spot on a sofa or bed, off to sleep I would go. The morning sickness got so bad that I almost gave up completely on food and anything that smelled like food.
Finally around my seventh month, things began to slowly ease up with the morning sickness but the tension between my partner and myself never did seem to get any better. I think that is what caused the strain in the relationship, he never really got use to the idea of becoming a father and it really started to show the closer the end of term came for the pregnancy.
Then around the eight month, another set of problems began to set in with the pregnancy. My doctors became quite concerned because my blood pressure was up and down like an adult roller coaster. My doctors started me on a treatment plan to stop this but in the end I had to be hospitalized.
My physician was worried about the affect my blood pressure would have on the baby and you know it was putting me in danger as well. I was in the hospital a little over a week before my son was born. There were so many machines and tubes that made my pregnancy suddenly became scarier than ever.
By then they had me pumped so full of meds that giving birth was the easy part but realizing that the child’s father was still a no show for the birth or recovery was the hardest part. We still had a long way to go because by now, he too had developed complications.
Thanks to the Lord, my parents and my immediate family, we are making it as mother and son. Giving new life is a mixed blessing because you do not really know how things will go for you or the relationships that you create with others. So all we can do as single mothers is get support from others and trust we’re making the right decisions as parents.
I did not know that I would be going through the experience of motherhood without the child’s father but regardless of how it all ended, I realized that my child has the best mother and father there is and that is ME.