Almost a year ago to the day, I posted about how being a single parent is...
like a never-ending game of whack-a-mole. With twice as many moles but a q-tip instead of a mallet. Please pass the wine.
You know what I have learned in that year? That actually does not only have to do with being a single parent. That has everything to do with parenting. A never-ending list of things to do, papers to sign, butts to wipe, counters/floors/all the things to clean, piles to sort, piles of laundry to do, changing sheets, birthday parties (rsvp'ing, gifts, remembering to take the right kid to the right place on the right day and the right time), bathtubs, toothbrushing, cooking, shopping (not the fun kind), sinks full of dishes, answering to some version of "momma" more times than I can count and dammitalltohell, what even day is it??? I am living Groundhog Day up in here!
So, yeah. Whack-a-mole. With twice as many moles and a q-tip instead of a mallet.