It may seem like most of the posts on this blog talk about the difficult side of single parenting but there are funny and lighter sides to parenting alone.
Today I’d like to share a few of my lighter moments as a single parent.
Mixed matched shoes
When I was a single mom the light bulb went out in my closet. Since my closet was upstairs and the ladder was downstairs in the garage and I was in a rush to get to church I opted not to replace the bulb right then. I grabbed some shoes and ran out the door, shoes in hand and jumped in my car.
After I got to church and was walking down the hall to my class I noticed I was limping. What was the cause of my limping? I had grabbed two shoes that had different heights of heals. So I’m limping down the church hallway and my teenage son is walking behind me cracking up. Not even a stern look from me could quite his laughter. I had to admit I looked pretty funny. The shoes were also different colors. One was black and the other navy blue.
Planet of the Apes
One night when I came home my teenage daughter, her best friend and my son were watching a Planet of the Apes movie. They invited me to watch the movie with them. After I sat down and got comfortable they informed it me it was actually a Planet of the Apes marathon.
Oh my goodness we watched those crazy movies way into the night. The next morning I woke up on the floor with the sun hitting my face. I think I dozed off somewhere around four in the morning. We lost my son around 3:00 a.m. when he moved to one of the couches and fell asleep. My daughter and her friend were sprawled out on the floor sound asleep too. I sat up smiling at the scene before, popcorn bowls, soda cans, kids asleep and the TV blaring away. It was a sweet single mom kind of a moment.
The bag of dirty socks
My son was notorious for not washing his socks. When he would come home from track he would take off his socks and leave them where he took them off. He was in middle school, busy and distracted. His socks were not a high priority. His sister and I deplored those dirty socks. So I started collecting his socks. I kept them in a paper bag in my closet.
Early one morning he came and sat on my bed and said, “Mom, I don’t know what has happened to all my socks.” My daughter and I looked at each other and started laughing. I went to the closet pulled out the bag of dirty smelly socks and as I dumped them on his head I said, “Oh! You mean these smelly things?” We all had a pretty good laugh about that event. My daughter still loves to tell that story. My son, not so much.
Once single parents get a routine established and get past all the hurting and anger, they come to realize that parenting alone does have some lighter and sweeter times. I wouldn’t trade any of my precious memories of when I parented my kids alone. We got close and came to enjoy our little family.
If you are a kidmin, invite some of your single parents to share some of the funnier times in their families. You might be surprised to hear the kids join in on the conversation as mom or dad share their stories with you.