Ten Single Mother Commandments
Posted: June 10, 2015 Filed under: Single Motherhood | Tags: AC-DC - Highway to Hell (Live German TV with Bon Scott - 1979), self help for single moms, single mom rule book, Single Mother Commandments, single mother rule book, single mother rules, single mother self help, Smotherhood, Wisdom for single mothers 2 Comments1.Thou shalt buy ear plugs
2. Thou shalt covet the imaginary happy marriage of our happy couple friends
3. Thou shalt freak out the women who think you want to steal their husbands (usually the husbands that aren’t worth stealing)
4. Thou shalt play dead when kids try to wake you up on the weekend
5. Thou shalt bargain with your children like you are a hostage negotiator
6. Thou shalt not take fashion advice from a 13 year old
7. Thou shalt undertake due diligence with the father of your next child before you breed with him
8. Thou shalt be slothful on your birthday, Mother’s Day and Christmas
9. Thou shalt have a cunning plan to deal with toddlers and teenagers – divert, distract, dodge
10. Thou shalt wear pyjamas at school drop off at least once per term
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Dreams can come true
Posted: December 17, 2013 Filed under: Single Motherhood | Tags: beyond tired, Black Coffee - k.d.lang, Christmas drinks, don't dream it, dream analysis, dreams, Dreams coming true, full moon crazy ideas, insomnia, single mother exhaustion, Smotherhood, tired beyond belief, weird dreams, zombie mothers 2 CommentsSingle motherhood and tiredness go hand-in-hand but this week has been a doozy. The full moon brought bizarre dreams, insomnia and crazy ideas spinning in my head. This week I turned into zombie mother with visions of weirdness every night.
In one dream I opened a tiny white cardboard box in my undie drawer and found a singing bug, some kind of mite whose 10,000 cousins decided to sing opera with him. I’m sure it was a him. I tried to close the box but every time I shut it, the mite and his mates forced the box open so they could keep singing. Who knew Christmas drinks could cause those kind of dreams? I don’t even have an undie drawer. Egg nog anyone? Bottoms up
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