It seems there are a lot of moms out there whose husbands have to spend a lot of time away from home, usually for work. Or oftentimes, even if one is fortunate enough to have a husband who does not have to travel for work, they work such crazy hours that they rarely see each other during the day.
I can only try to imagine it might feel a little like when my ex husband and I were in school and working and we hardly ever saw or talked to each other, even when we were both home at the same time.
With so many of these women and mom's left home to pull off the day to day tasks alone, I've heard my share of "I'm basically a single mom with hubby gone all the time" and "it's so hard being a single mom while hubby is out of town" or "I may as well be a single parent" or any other version of that.
Honestly, I can't help but think do they really know what it's like....? to be a single mom... to not have a husband and really do it alone.
There was a time (right after my divorce to be exact) where I had decided I had to do it alone. I wanted to do everything alone without help from anyone. I wanted to prove that I didn't need anyone and at the time I needed the security that came with knowing I could do it without anyone's help and that I didn't need to rely on anyone ever again.
Sometimes doing it alone doesn't sound that noble, and exciting anymore....
Sometimes I think it might nice to not have to do it all alone, not because I can't handle it but because maybe it would be nice to just be the good guy once in a while or just have somebody else back me up when the kid doesn't agree with the rules. It would be so nice to know that the weight of all the finances don't fall on my shoulders alone and there is someone else there to pick up the slack. It would be nice to know I don't have to make all the big huge decisions alone and then wonder if I made the wrong choice. Sometimes I think it might be nice to plan vacations with someone and go as a family so I don't have to highjack other people's vacations. It would be fun to have someone to tell about the silly thing our kid did that day. It would be nice to have a husband to come home to sometimes or to have him come home to me... I wonder if it might be nice to have someone there at the end of a crazy
stressful day to vent to and know they still love me after I ugly cried...
I'm not saying those mom's don't have their own challenges but maybe they don't know what it's like to be a single mom. And with that maybe I don't know what it's like to not know that I don't have to do it alone.
