Hard Working Single Momma

So. For the past week I have been subbing in the high school--which is an EEK all in itself. They are so rude and boring for me. So having to do so was a task all in itself. I was bored, which made for extremely long days and then I would get home at 2:30ish and then turn around and have to be at my second job at 5 or 6. At first I was okay with it but after about the 3rd day I hit a wall and cried. I felt like I was neglecting my own babies. I felt like I was hugely missing out on their development and everyday strides that I take advantage of seeing most days. I know that they are in good hands- the only hands I truly trust...my own mothers. And thank God for her. She is so amazing and has been such a huge help for me!

Being a single mom is hard. And I am here to testify to it. As a child growing up my mom was a working single mom that most of the time had at least two jobs. I never understood her sacrifices until now. What she gave up was I'm sure the hardest thing she ever had to do. No mother wants, that I have met at least, to be gone from her children all day everyday only to spend a waking two to three hours with them each day. And in those two or three hours there is dinner, baths, homework( for the older children) and I can only imagine how the future is going to affect my heart as well. which leads me to the topic of this blog....

I thought that I would be able to keep up on a blog... boy was I wrong! I  thought I would be good at writing...wrong again! So...I will attempt to write more about my life. At the least I am going to write down the milestones that my girls do so that they can look back one day and learn about this journey their mother embarked on.

So..with that the newest thing that the girls are doing is putting their hands in their mouths. They haven;t mastered getting objects into their mouths but they have mastered their hands. They are starting to really coo and laugh and smile at me all the time. They look for me when they hear my voice and get excited to see me. That's the best part of coming home from a hard day at work....my smiling babygirls. Oh how I love this crazy mommahood!