Let’s be honest—Phoenix summers are no joke. The moment you step outside, you can practically feel the heat giving you a big ol’ hug (except it’s more like a sweaty, uncomfortable one). So, what’s a mom to do with three kids who are always bouncing off the walls and complaining about being bored? Simple. Find the best pools in town and turn that heat into a full-on pool party!
First up, we’ve got the JW Marriott Desert Ridge. Now, I know what you’re thinking—“A fancy hotel? Are you sure?” But trust me, this place is a total lifesaver. Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly absolutely love it. There’s this amazing lazy river that the kids will happily float down for hours. And don’t even get me started on the splash pad—Molly practically lives there when we go. The whole family can enjoy the poolside bar while the kiddos splash around. It’s like a vacation without leaving the city, and, let’s be real, we all need a little escape now and then. Plus, the staff is super chill about the kids having fun. No judgment here, just fun in the sun.
But if you’re looking for something a little different, the Arizona Grand Resort has one of the best water parks in the area. I’m talking waterslides, wave pools, and more pool chairs than you can count (hello, space to lounge while the kids go wild). This place is perfect for an all-day adventure, so pack the sunscreen and a couple of snacks, and let them tire themselves out while you finally get a moment of peace… maybe.
And if you’re wanting to escape the crowds (let’s face it, that’s a dream in Phoenix), The Phoenician has this beautiful, more tranquil pool area that’s perfect for when you need a break from the craziness. It’s still kid-friendly, but it’s not as busy as some of the other resort pools. I love that we can let the kids have fun while still soaking in a little bit of relaxation.
So, whether you want to splash around with the little ones or kick back while they’re busy zooming down slides, Phoenix has some awesome pools to cool off in this summer. Trust me, a little water, a little sun, and a lot of fun will make the hottest days a whole lot more bearable!
Let’s face it—being a mom in Phoenix means finding ways to entertain the kiddos without blowing the budget. Because seriously, who has the energy (or the cash) to keep up with the never-ending “I’m bored!” that comes from the backseat? Lucky for us, Phoenix has tons of free activities that are just as fun as any overpriced amusement park. So, put down your wallet and pick up your sunscreen, because here are some of the best ways to entertain your little ones without spending a dime!
First up, Papago Park. If you haven’t been, what are you waiting for? This park is basically Phoenix’s secret hideaway. I mean, sure, it’s popular, but the space is so big that you can find a quiet spot even on a busy Saturday. My kids love running around, climbing on the rocks, and pretending they’re on an adventure. Bonus: If you’re lucky, the kids will tire themselves out (yes, that does happen) before you do.
Then there’s Encanto Park, which is kind of like the magical unicorn of free fun. It has everything—picnic areas, a lake, a big playground, and room to just let the kids run wild. Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly will tell you they love this park because of all the open space. It’s perfect for a family picnic or just letting the kids burn off some energy.
Another hidden gem is The Heard Museum’s Outdoor Plaza. Now, I’m all about finding cultural activities that won’t cost a cent, and this one fits the bill. You can stroll around, check out the outdoor exhibits, and sometimes even catch a free performance or event. It’s one of those spots where you can feel like you’re doing something educational and fun without the stress of needing a second mortgage.
If you’re up for something a little different, head to South Mountain. There are plenty of trails to explore that are perfect for a casual hike (no need to be a mountain-climber, promise). We’ve spent hours out there just enjoying nature, and I love that it’s not crowded like some of the other spots around town. Plus, you might just see some cool wildlife, which is always a hit with my crew.
Let’s not forget about local splash pads—we’ve spent more time at those than I can count. There are a ton of them scattered around Phoenix, and it’s the ultimate free way to keep the kids cool in the summer. The best part? You don’t have to pack a ton of stuff, just bring the kids and let them go wild.
Phoenix is a goldmine for free things to do, you just have to know where to look. Whether you’re getting the kids out for a run or hoping to sneak in a little peace and quiet (good luck, right?), there’s no shortage of places to explore without spending a penny. And that’s a mom win right there!
Okay, moms—let’s talk pizza. It’s one of those meals that’s basically a guaranteed win for the entire family. I mean, whether you’re feeding picky eaters or a gang of bottomless pits, pizza is the savior. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve ordered a pizza when I’m too tired to cook, and it’s like everyone’s in a better mood just by the smell of melted cheese. And don’t even get me started on how easy it is to grab and go when you’re in a rush (hello, busy mom life!).
So, if you’re in Phoenix and on the hunt for a family-friendly pizza place that has great food and the kind of atmosphere where you can let your kids be kids, I’ve got you covered. These spots are perfect for when you need to get out of the house and treat yourself (and the fam) to some pizza.
First up on my list has to be Barro’s Pizza. This one’s a local favorite. It’s one of those places where the pizza is always fresh, and they’ve got a solid selection of options. The best part? The kids’ menu. I swear, my three—Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly—never get bored here. Whether it’s the classic cheese pizza, something a little more adventurous, or even the garlic breadsticks, it’s hard to go wrong. Plus, they’re always so welcoming to families. The vibe is laid-back, which, as a mom, I appreciate. I’m not worried about my little ones spilling their drinks or being too loud because everyone is just there for a good time. It’s the kind of place where you can let the kids run around a bit (without feeling like the entire restaurant is judging you).
Then there’s Peter Piper Pizza—it’s like the ultimate pizza playdate spot. I don’t know what magic they put in their dough, but I’m pretty sure it’s made for kids. The pizza is cheesy and delicious (trust me, Jenny would live on just the pepperoni pizza if she could), and their arcade? It’s basically a mom’s secret weapon. I mean, Molly and Lincoln can spend HOURS playing games while I grab a slice and pretend to have a peaceful moment. And can we talk about their salad bar? I feel like I’m kind of making good choices by loading up on veggies before devouring that slice of pepperoni pizza. We all know it’s not a “mom win” unless you sneak in a few extra veggies, right?
I won’t lie, when we’re in a pizza mood, we’re typically there for the food, but that extra dose of fun from the arcade at Peter Piper makes it that much better. The kids stay entertained, which means less whining about being hungry (they’re busy playing) and more time for me to enjoy my meal. This is key when you’re trying to make a pizza night feel like a treat for you too, and not just a survival tactic for the kids.
Honestly, whether you’re in the mood for a cozy sit-down experience or you just need a quick pick-up pizza for the family, both Barro’s and Peter Piper deliver in the most delicious way possible. I’m all for a place that knows how to keep both parents and kids happy. So, next time you’re craving pizza, give these places a go—you won’t regret it, and neither will your kids.
Living in Phoenix, you get used to endless sun and dry weather. But then, out of nowhere, the desert gets moody, and suddenly you’re stuck with a rainy day. It’s like Mother Nature’s way of throwing in a surprise party, but without the cake. As a mom, those rainy days can feel like an unexpected challenge—especially when you’re trying to keep your kids entertained. So, here are some go-to rainy day activities to survive Phoenix’s occasional fits of bad weather.
First off, let me just say that when the rain hits, it’s like every kid in the house suddenly remembers they have an endless supply of energy. I mean, Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly act like they’re all cooped up for days, even if it’s only been a few hours. The first few minutes of rain are kind of fun—everyone’s fascinated by the puddles, the thunder, the smell of wet pavement. But then? Chaos. So, let’s talk about how I try to keep things from totally spiraling.
If you’re like me and your kids are constantly on the go, it can be tough to keep everyone happy when you can’t go outside. But lucky for us, Phoenix is full of places that are perfect for rainy days. Here are a few of my favorites.
The first one on my list? Children’s Museum of Phoenix. I swear, this place is like a kid magnet. It’s indoors, it’s huge, and it’s packed with all sorts of activities that will tire them out—bonus points if you’re looking for somewhere to sit and sip on your coffee while they go wild. Lincoln loves the building area, where he can create everything from houses to castles, and Molly’s all about the art stations. They’ve got everything to keep them busy for hours. Plus, I get to feel like a semi-responsible parent while they burn off all that energy.
Now, if you’re in the mood to stay a little closer to home (because, you know, it’s that rainy), I have a trick up my sleeve. How about a DIY movie marathon? All it takes is a cozy blanket fort, a stash of popcorn, and letting the kids pick a movie or two (or ten). Jenny’s into those Marvel movies (don’t even get me started on how many times she’s watched Spider-Man), while Lincoln and Molly are more into animated adventures. It’s a no-fail recipe for an afternoon of chill, and the best part? It buys me a few moments of peace.
But sometimes, all that screen time isn’t the answer. If you’re looking for a bit of education wrapped in fun, I love visiting The Arizona Science Center. Yes, it’s hands-on, and yes, the kids are all over the place in there, but it’s a great way to let them explore and learn while still keeping them inside. They’ve got everything from space exhibits to robotics, and I’ve caught myself (on more than one occasion) getting lost in the exhibits alongside my kids. That’s the beauty of these places—they’re not just for them, but for us moms, too.
And then there’s the classic, indoor bowling. Look, you don’t need a whole lot of fancy plans for this one. Just grab your shoes, roll a few balls down the lane (and by that, I mean pray the ball doesn’t veer off course), and let the kids have some fun. Even if you’re not a bowling champion, it’s one of those low-key activities that gets the kids moving and laughing. Jenny usually has her competitive side on display, Lincoln’s just trying to avoid rolling the ball into the gutter, and Molly’s all about cheering them on like she’s their personal hype woman.
At the end of the day, rainy days in Phoenix might seem like a wild ride (especially when your kids think it’s Christmas because of the weather), but they don’t have to be a nightmare. With a little creativity, some indoor adventures, and the occasional cozy time on the couch, you’ll find that a rainy day is just another opportunity to make some fun memories with your kids—without having to fight the sun for space.
So, the next time the desert decides to show a little moodiness, just remember that a little rain doesn’t mean you’re stuck at home, twiddling your thumbs. It means it’s time to get creative, let your kids burn off that endless energy, and, who knows, maybe even enjoy a little downtime for yourself while you’re at it.
You ever feel like you’re living in a sitcom, but with less glamour and a lot more laundry? That’s pretty much my life. As a mom of three—Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly—I’ve learned a lot over the years, and it’s mostly come in the form of surprises. And not the fun, “here’s a puppy for your birthday” kind. I’m talking the “I can’t believe this is my life right now” kind of surprises. The kind that teach you life lessons you never signed up for, but here we are.
For starters, let me take you back to a few years ago. Things were, well, different. I was married. I thought we were doing it all right. Then came the big bombshell—divorce. Just like that, everything I thought was set in stone turned into a stack of paper to sign, meetings with lawyers, and way too many sleepless nights. I was suddenly the single mom to three kids, trying to juggle it all—working, school activities, playdates, soccer practices, and oh yeah, trying not to drown in a sea of emotions. Divorce wasn’t just hard on me; it was hard on the kids too.
But let’s be real, no one tells you how to “do” single motherhood. There’s no handbook. Sure, you’ve got your mom friends who offer advice, but honestly? It all depends on what your ex is like, too. For me, I’ve had to navigate what feels like an obstacle course of co-parenting. My ex and I have an arrangement for visitation rights, and it’s been a ride. The first time he took the kids for a weekend away? I stood in the driveway like an emotional mess. I’m talking full-on tears, hand to the forehead, the whole dramatic “who am I now?” thing. But then I got used to it. It wasn’t just that I had time to myself (bless those moments), but it was about learning how to share my kids in a way that’s healthy and works for all of us. It’s been a process.
And guess what? It’s not just about visitation rights—it’s about scheduling. Who knew that keeping track of visitation and trying to stick to some kind of routine would make me feel like I needed a second job? I swear, Google Calendar and I have a relationship now. The number of times I’ve texted my ex about “who has the kids on what day” is honestly embarrassing. You think you’ve got a plan, but then life throws a curveball, and you’re scrambling. I’ve learned that flexibility is key, but also that it’s okay to be frustrated when things don’t go as planned. That’s real life, people.
Let’s talk about the kids. Oh, my sweet, sweet kids. Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly each have their own way of coping with this new reality. Jenny, my 15-year-old, is at that age where she’s figuring out who she is and what she wants in life. Add the divorce to the mix, and it’s like the emotional rollercoaster I never signed up for. She wants independence but still needs me, and sometimes that leaves me feeling like I’m being pulled in a thousand directions. Lincoln, my 11-year-old, is constantly trying to make sure everyone is okay, which is sweet, but also kind of heartbreaking. Then there’s Molly, the 8-year-old, who just doesn’t get why the family isn’t together anymore. Watching her try to make sense of it all? That’s been one of the hardest parts of this whole thing.
One thing I never anticipated—how much me time would be so important. You might think that when you’ve got kids bouncing around the house, you barely have a second for yourself, but I’ve learned that I need those breaks. You know, the ones where I can lock myself in the bathroom for ten minutes, drink a cold cup of coffee, and pretend I’m at a spa. It’s not glamorous, but it’s necessary. I can’t be the best mom I can be if I’m not taking care of myself. And honestly, that’s something I didn’t realize before the divorce. I thought I had to be everything for everyone. I learned that it’s okay to be a little selfish sometimes.
And let’s not forget the whole “dating after divorce” thing. That’s a whole other layer of surprise, let me tell you. My first foray into dating after my divorce? Hilarious. You get to that point where you’re like, “Okay, I guess I’m putting myself out there,” and then you realize you’ve forgotten how to talk to someone who isn’t a 5-foot-tall human who needs their shoes tied. Dating again has been a learning curve, to say the least. I’ll tell you, though, the moment I started dating someone who actually respected my role as a mom—well, that was when I knew I was doing something right.
Now, don’t get me wrong, this whole “raising three kids post-divorce” thing hasn’t been easy. There are days when I feel like I’m barely keeping it together, and other days when everything feels like it’s falling apart. But here’s the thing: I’ve learned that this journey, as chaotic and unpredictable as it is, has made me stronger. I’m still figuring things out, still learning every day, and yes, still surprised by what happens next. But one thing is for sure—I’m doing it, and so are my kids. We’re in this together, and that’s all that matters.
So, to all the single moms out there, the ones navigating messy schedules, tricky co-parenting dynamics, and emotional rollercoasters—you’re not alone. We’ve got this, even if we don’t always have it all figured out. Trust me, one surprise at a time, you’ll learn more than you ever thought you would. And sometimes, that’s exactly what you need to keep moving forward.
As a mom, finding a cafe where I can get my much-needed caffeine fix while keeping the kids entertained is no easy feat. Between Jenny’s requests for the perfect avocado toast, Lincoln’s snack attacks, and Molly’s picky demands for fruit, I’m always on the lookout for cafes that make both kids and coffee lovers happy. So, here’s a roundup of my top picks for kid-friendly cafes in Phoenix that also serve up a decent cup of coffee—because we all know that’s non-negotiable.
1. First Watch Okay, First Watch takes the top spot, and here’s why: their coffee is amazing. If you haven’t tried their Mint Mocha, get ready for a game-changer. It’s like a cozy hug in a cup, with just the right amount of mint and chocolate, and plenty of caffeine to keep you awake through those morning madness moments. Plus, the menu is perfect for the whole family. Jenny loves their avocado toast, Lincoln’s all about the pancakes (and yes, he can finish an entire stack), and Molly’s happy with their fruit and mini pancakes. It’s a place that makes me feel like I’ve got it together for about 30 minutes, and that’s a win.
2. The Coffee Shop This one is perfect for when you need a relaxed vibe but don’t want to sacrifice the quality of your coffee. The Coffee Shop, located in central Phoenix, has that laid-back vibe that makes it easy to chat with other moms while the kiddos play at the little corner play area. Their flat whites are my go-to (strong enough to get me through the day), and they’ve got a kid-friendly menu with items like mini pancakes, scrambled eggs, and sandwiches. The kids are happy, and I’m sipping on a coffee that doesn’t taste like burnt beans—win-win!
3. The Henry Now, The Henry isn’t exactly a “cafe” in the traditional sense, but it’s one of those places that feels like a café, with great coffee and a menu everyone can enjoy. It’s got that stylish, trendy vibe that makes me feel like I’ve stepped into a chic spot—but without the stress of worrying about Molly spilling her juice or Lincoln loudly announcing that he’s hungry again. Their coffee? Delicious. Jenny’s obsessed with their breakfast burrito, Lincoln usually goes for the pancakes (we’ve got a theme here), and Molly always finds something on the kids’ menu she’ll love.
So, there you have it—three of the best kid-friendly spots where you can get your caffeine fix and actually enjoy a few minutes of peace while the little ones are happy. Whether you’re after a Mint Mocha at First Watch or a good old-fashioned flat white at The Coffee Shop, these places make sure both you and your kids are well taken care of. Now, go ahead, treat yourself to a coffee you can actually enjoy, and let the kiddos enjoy their breakfast too!
Alright, if you’re like me and your family can’t get enough of Mexican food, then you’ll totally get how important it is to find a place that pleases everyone’s taste buds—especially when you’ve got kids who have opinions. Jenny’s a little more “adventurous” with her food choices (she’s the one who orders extra spicy salsa and acts like it’s no big deal), while Lincoln? He’s all about quesadillas, no questions asked. Molly, well, she’s just here for the chips and guac, but that’s neither here nor there.
So, where do we go when we’re craving the best Mexican food in Phoenix that the whole family will enjoy? Let me tell you, Valle Luna on Bell Road is a game changer. The place has been a family favorite for a while now, and there’s a reason why it’s always packed—great food, cozy vibe, and they know how to make everyone feel at home.
We usually start off with their famous chips and salsa—so good, you’ll almost forget there’s a whole meal coming. And I mean, who can resist salsa that has just the right amount of kick without setting your mouth on fire? Definitely not me.
Then, there’s the menu. Oh boy. Whether you’re in the mood for something hearty like a chimichanga or just want a simple taco (Lincoln’s go-to), Valle Luna has it all. Molly usually orders something off the kids’ menu, but Jenny and I are all about the carne asada, which always hits the spot. And let’s not forget their margaritas. A little something for mom while the kids stuff their faces with burritos? Yes, please.
The best part? It’s one of those places where everyone gets exactly what they want without any complaints. You know, like that rare moment where no one’s asking for a “taste” of someone else’s meal and everyone is too busy devouring their own plate. It’s magical.
Next time you’re in Phoenix and craving some top-notch Mexican food for the family, definitely swing by Valle Luna on Bell Road. Trust me, your stomach (and your kids) will thank you.
Okay, let’s talk about the daily chaos that is getting three kids ready for school. If you’re like me, mornings feel like a race against the clock, and I’m almost always losing. Jenny’s in high school now, so she thinks she has it all together—except when she forgets her shoes or needs help with math homework, which always seems to happen at the very last second. Lincoln? He’s busy eating everything in sight and complaining that his backpack is too heavy. And then there’s Molly, who’s convinced that breakfast is a social event, and she’ll just happen to take an extra 20 minutes deciding if she’s feeling “cereal or waffles” today.
I swear, some mornings it feels like I’ve run a marathon before 8 a.m. So, how do I survive the madness without screaming or completely losing my cool? Well, here’s what I’ve learned—mostly through trial, error, and a LOT of coffee.
First off, the night before is your secret weapon. I know, I know. We’re all tired by bedtime, but taking just 10 minutes to lay out clothes, pack backpacks, and make sure everyone’s shoes are in the same zip code can save you a ton of stress. Trust me. Jenny always leaves her homework on the kitchen table (and by “always,” I mean always), so making sure that’s done before bed keeps my blood pressure in check.
Then, I rely on the magic of routine. For example, we have a “15-minute drill” that we go through every morning: 15 minutes for everyone to get dressed, eat breakfast, and gather their things. If we stick to it, we’re out the door in record time. But the key is staying calm. Even when Molly decides to wear two different shoes because “they’re both cute, Mom!” I take a deep breath and let it slide.
Of course, there’s always that one thing that throws it all off—like a forgotten science project or a missing permission slip. But I’ve learned to embrace the chaos. It’s never going to be perfect, and some days are messier than others. But hey, we make it out the door with shoes (mostly) on the right feet, backpacks in hand, and maybe even a smile. And really, that’s a win in my book.
So, the next time your morning feels like a scene out of a disaster movie, just remember: You’re doing great. Mornings are tough for all of us, and no matter how it looks on Instagram, we’re all just winging it. And somehow, we make it work—every single day.
Okay, let’s talk about something that pretty much every mom feels at some point—mom guilt. Yep, the all-encompassing, heart-tugging feeling that you’re always doing something wrong, even when you’re trying your hardest to do everything right. It’s like this invisible weight that no one really talks about but that we all carry around like a bag of bricks. And trust me, it doesn’t matter how many times I say, “I’ve got this!”—it always sneaks up on me when I least expect it.
Take the other day, for example. I was in the middle of trying to get Molly’s hair brushed (which, by the way, is like trying to wrangle a very angry cat), and Lincoln needed help with some school project that I had no idea what to do with. And then there’s Jenny, who wanted to talk about some drama with her friends, and of course, everyone needed snacks—right now. I was already four steps behind, juggling all of it, when I realized I hadn’t even thought about dinner yet. That’s when the guilt hits: “Am I failing them?” “Am I not being the best mom I can be?”
It’s constant. From forgetting to sign the permission slip (oops, sorry, Jenny) to feeling like I haven’t spent enough one-on-one time with Lincoln, or hearing Molly’s tiny voice ask, “Mom, can you play with me?” while I’m deep in my to-do list. And I don’t know about you, but my brain doesn’t stop. It’s like, “Hey, remember you haven’t called the dentist yet?” or “You forgot to buy toilet paper…again.”
But here’s the thing: I’ve learned that the guilt isn’t always a bad thing. Sometimes, it’s a reminder to slow down, be present, and just breathe for a second. It’s easy to get caught up in the hustle, but those little moments, like when Lincoln hugs me for no reason or Molly tells me she loves me “so, so much,” make all the chaos feel worth it.
Honestly, I’ve started embracing that the guilt isn’t something to fix. I used to think I had to do everything perfectly, but I realized it’s about doing my best and letting the rest slide. That’s how I’m learning to deal with it. It’s more about remembering that I’m doing enough, even if everything isn’t perfect (and let’s be real, nothing is). Every time the guilt creeps in, I just remind myself that I’m trying, I’m showing up, and that’s what really matters.
At the end of the day, it’s okay to feel guilty. It’s okay to mess up. It doesn’t make you any less of a mom. And for all the times I feel like I’m juggling a million things, it’s important to give myself some grace. After all, I’m doing the best I can with what I have—and that’s enough.
Let me start by saying it: being a single mom is tough. Like, really tough. I mean, I’m Kara, and I’ve got three kids—Jenny, Lincoln, and Molly—and while they’re all amazing in their own little ways (I mean, really amazing—no bias here, obviously), being their mom alone is a whole different story. Some days it feels like I’m just holding on for dear life, juggling all the things, and other days it feels like I’m a walking superhero. (Except without the cape… and the superpowers… and I don’t even know where my keys are.)
But here’s the thing: No one really talks about the not-so-glamorous side of single mom life. The side that’s messy and chaotic and just downright exhausting. And no, it’s not all sunshine and rainbows (except the desert kind that makes your skin feel like it’s roasting at 3 p.m.). So I’m here to give it to you straight, no sugarcoating.
First of all, there’s the loneliness. Oh, the loneliness. It’s not like you’re alone, because your kids are constantly around, fighting over the TV remote or needing help with their homework (shout out to Jenny for asking 40 questions about math that make my brain want to explode). But it’s that other kind of loneliness—the one where you miss having an adult to talk to who isn’t asking if they can have snacks every 15 minutes. And forget trying to get any meaningful conversation in when you’re trying to make dinner, answer an email, and referee a battle between Lincoln and Molly over who gets the last cookie. Spoiler: I never win those.
And then there’s the guilt. Oh, the guilt. Every time I tell Jenny, “I don’t have time to help you with that,” or Lincoln insists he needs help with another science project that looks like it was designed by NASA, there’s that little voice in my head whispering, “You should be doing more.” It’s relentless. It’s the “Am I enough?” voice that never quite shuts up, even when you know you’re doing the best you can. But at the end of the day, we’re all surviving. I mean, nobody’s gone hungry (except maybe the plants, they’re definitely a little neglected).
And let’s talk about the “me” time. You know that thing people talk about, like “Oh, take care of yourself first, so you can take care of others”? HA! Yeah, right. My “me time” is usually when I’m hiding in the bathroom, pretending to read a book (that I haven’t actually opened), and hoping no one knocks on the door for at least five minutes. Self-care? More like “Let me just take a 20-minute nap while they fight over who gets to use the bathroom first.” It’s the dream, really.
But despite all of that, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. There’s something about seeing those little faces light up when they finally understand their homework (or when I finally say, “Okay, fine, you can have another snack”) that makes it all worth it. And yes, it’s tough. There are days when I’m emotionally wiped out and wishing for a tiny break—but there are also the moments that make me feel like I’m exactly where I’m meant to be.
At the end of the day, being a single mom means you’re doing it all, but you’re doing it with so much love and so much heart. It’s not glamorous, but it’s real. And hey, if I can make it through another day of unicorn glitter covering the floor and four loads of laundry, I think I’m doing alright. And maybe, just maybe, tomorrow I’ll find where I put my keys. Fingers crossed.
