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Me on 2/15/2012

Morning after Valentine’s Day, last time I’ll ever spend a mushy holiday all alone, meaing “without a companion” alone. Not a card, not a call, not even a single rose petal–usually I feel no particular way about those kinds of days, but this year’s different.

Oldest two children up and out. Both make it on time to their respective bus stops. Tip-toeing around trying desperately to keep the volume to a minimum, don’t wanna wake the younger two children, before it’s absolutely necessary.

Doggie duty calls!

Warm, foggy very misty outside, yet the temperature is absolutely perfect. 70° and the sun hasn’t even rose.

Youngest two children still asleep! In that case, time for meditation!. I’ma do at least 20 minutes.

9 minutes later calling to check the balance on my credit card.

Enough available to go to the  supermarket.

Wake ’em up, clean ’em up, load ’em up!

Fill the cart to the brim, fingers crossed hope my card’s not declined (maybe I should put some stuff back!)

Breezed through the checkout line (by the skin of my teeth)

Home to unpack and put the groceries away (I bought ice crean, otherwise everything would’ve sat out waiting on those oler two to get home)

Water boiling in the kettle, ready for my tea. Foregoing the usual cappuccino this morning.

Online I go.

Games I’ll play, DM’s I’ll send until I can’t put my work off any longer.

Occupy the kiddies long to professionally answer calls.

Correspond via e-mail and Skype with my team.

Patiently waiting on more incoming calls

while I wait,  I imagine my next “morning after”  Valentine’s Day.

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From Urban to Suburban

Comfortably I rock untied Adidas Top Ten’s, I listen to my music absurdly loud, I wear tiny tight T-shirts (sometimes the ones with derogatory remarks written on them) that don’t hesitate to show off my belly button, my pants somtimes sag, I got a few tattoos,  I cuss relentlessly, I’m a wee bit loud and I don’t reserve my feelings for any occassion (especially when I know for a fact that I’m right). I don’t scare easily (coming from the inner city of Detroit, who does?), I’m extra opinionated and even more than that, I’m deeply educated. I’m comfortable in my skin and with being who I am. I’m not a health nut, I eat whatever I feel like and I refuse to work out more than three times a week! I’m spiritual, yet I’m not religious. You won’t catch me in a minivan, and I’m anything other than politically correct! I LOVE my President (Go Obama!), and I’ll openly declare that I’m a Democrat, in this big, wide open Republican state! My attitude is simply: It’s cool if you like me, but you don’t necessarily have to, yet you will respect me….and vice-versa, I have no problem with offering up the same in return. I have no superior that I answer to, nor a partner that I confer with. I’m single and I make all the decisions. I don’t, won’t and refuse to ever fit into this ideal suburban soccer mom mold! So folk! PLEASE REFRAIN FROM TRYING TO CONVERT ME!

Now don’t get me wrong, these ideal molds are good for some people, just not me! They work for a whole lot of people, just not Me! I’ve ALWAYS stood separately from everyone else (Hell! Shoot me! It’s just how I was raised!) and on top of that I just HATE STEREOTYPES! I LOVE my FREEDOM, and I exercise it daily and to the fullest! Question is, how does this chick go from urban to suburban successfully…..meaning without being offensive?

Instead of simply blending in, I just continue to be who I am, who I’ve been, and who I’ll always continue to be! If one is offended by that, then that’ll remain their problem to deal with.  I’m still Mariann the semi-sort of single, mother to four, uniquely designed, creatively crafted, extra educated, well-rounded, open-minded, strong-minded and willed, fashion savvy chick-a-dee from Detroit….ask me again and I’ll tell you the same!

I make absolutely no apologies for me, and what’s more intriguing than the mini list of things about me, is that I’ve cloned myself and my entire personality times four, each of my offspring are threatening to be just like me, which is an EXCELLENT thing. =)


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