Why do I call myself a solo parent?
When I say I’m raising kids on my own I’m talking flying without a co-pilot. I mean every decision, every aspect of parenting is entirely up to me. Which can often feel like falling without a parachute. Other times though, life can be pretty sweet.
The purpose of this blog is to share my experiences in the realm of solo parenting in Seattle, or cloud city, as I like to call it. The trials and triumphs. The selfless acts and selfish pleasures. The calm and the crazy.
I offer to you a place to relate with me and a place to understand my perspective. To laugh and cry with me as I share the nitty gritty bits of my life with you.
I feel as though every other blog I click on looking for parenting advice leads me to blogs focused on family units. Mom’s praise their husbands, and I cringe with saltiness when they make it seem easy with the support of a spouse. They talk about trading off responsibilities and what a huge help it is to have your spouse wake up early with the kids on a Saturday morning.
There just isn’t enough representation of solo parents out there broadcasting life on our own and how we manage to survive.
I want other solo parents to know that they aren’t alone. That their experiences aren’t crazier than mine, and that we’re in this together.
All are welcome.
-Noelle
What People Say
The way to get started is to quit talking and begin doing.
Walt Disney
Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
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