Single parenting and the modern woman

I have been pondering on this post for ages trying to figure how the hell to articulate my feelings appropriately. Then I decide to hell with appropriateness, how about I just say how I feel.

You see my problem is that I have felt a lot of shame about being a single parent. Dumb I know. What is even dumber is that I don’t judge anyone else if they are a single parent so why am I so harsh with myself?  I think it is because pregnancy is a time in your life where you start to review your values and figure exactly who you are and what sort of parent you will be. For me, it made me realise that I had held this little dream in my heart of one day meeting the man of my dreams and having a family with him. So when my time came to be at the growing a baby part and I didn’t have the dream family unit I kinda freaked out. I tried very hard to make my relationship with the baby daddy more than it was but it was a fabrication of epic proportions driven by my desire to not be outside the box on this one.  It was a hard sell too as pretty much everyone knew this guy was relatively new in my life.  One moment I am talking about blind dating and the next minute it’s all hey you know about me and Bob right, well we are having this baby. Happy days.  We are SO happy Yes it is just fabulous.

Do you have any idea how damaging it is to live that lie?  It’s pretty hard.  To top it all off “Bob” (clearly not his real name) lived quite some distance from me so I was doing the day to day stuff on my own.  He did phone every day and we did visit and he did come to scans etc but any connection between us beyond this child was purely a fabrication of my own making.

Anyway bless his heart Bob did kind of try in that he moved down to live with me for a bit at the end of the pregnancy and early weeks after the birth so he could help out but he was never really there if you know what I mean.  Emotionally.  He never participated emotionally in our relationship. Right at that point, weeks before giving birth, I discovered that he’d had sex with someone else whilst on an overseas holiday during my pregnancy (information found by snooping in his phone and email which was of course wrong but I still don’t regret it) and  I was just drifting further and further into meltdown.  I simply couldn’t believe that here I was having a baby with the only guy on earth that wasn’t prepared to “do the right thing” by his woman and just TRY.  So what did I do? I just pretended he was more in it than he was. I pretended to my friends, my family, to strangers and eventually my mothers group.  I couldn’t stand that I, a previously successful, independent, professional modern woman that quite honestly kicked butt in all other areas of life, had failed so miserably in this area of life. And I felt ashamed. Ashamed of my situation, ashamed of the lying and then ashamed of my shame.

Eventually things deteriorated to such a point that we couldn’t even pretend anymore. I was on my own and I had to deal with it. I HATED walking into Centrelink to register for single parent benefits. BENEFITS? I hadn’t been on benefits since I got AUS study in high school.  Less than 1 year ago I had been working in a professional role earning pretty good moula and yet here I was getting benefits. They sent me a pension card that I am still too embarrassed to use most of the time which is completely retarded right? But there you have it. That is where I’m at.  Or WAS at. Now I feel we are moving forward The shame is lifting.  In the end we moved to be closer to my son’s father and I started meeting new people and telling the real story. Yes we live here and it is just the two of us. I’m not with my baby’s dad.  And guess what? No one seems to care.


12 thoughts on “Single parenting and the modern woman

  1. Pingback: 4 Tips On Dating Single Parent. | Essence of Marriage Magazine

  2. Good for you!
    It’s a hard thing to admit when things aren’t “perfect”.
    But being perfect is oftentimes boring, and we run ourselves ragged trying to keep up with a perceived idea of what we’re supposed to be like.
    It’s much better to be happy. 🙂

  3. Admitting stuff is the first step to healing.
    I grew up with a single mum and there were loads of benefits, things that aren’t talked about ín society (I feel a post coming along…) no timetables, we did what we wanted when we wanted with no one else to consult or consider. It was a blast. The traditional family unit also has its plus and minus, there’s no bad or good, just different!
    I wish you peace and love and support on your journey.
    Love our writing btw.

    • Yeah there are def loads of benefits to being a single parent as well. I get 24 hours off from parenting each week for example which others just don’t get! Plus there are the perks of being able to make all my own decisions at home which I touch on a little at the begining of my post My Favourite Fantasy. This post was written just over a year ago now and I definitely think that it was one of my first steps in healing. I am very very happy now and not feeling any of the shame or awkwardness about being a single parent anymore. Thank you so much for stopping by my blog and I’m glad you enjoyed my writing!! 🙂

  4. I think it’s great that you have chosen to walk the less-stressful path. You and your child are better off on your own than with you struggling in a relationship with a guy who cheats on you, (or who simply isn’t committed). Mommy needs to be happy, and being single seems to be the way for you to currently achieve that. 😀
    I do pray your Prince Charming comes someday, though. 😉 Good men are out there. ❤

    • Thanks Valerie 🙂 I’m holding out hope for Prince Charming too! Good men definitely are out there. I do believe that. And to be honest, Monkey’s dad and I have a great friendship now too so everything is working as it should be. Thanks for reading!

  5. I remember that feeling! I hated going to Centrelink the first time and I remember being at the RTA with all 3 kids trying to register my card and show my single parents concession card – my pride found it so hard. BUt hang in there – you get used to it and then,even better, you eventually find your feet and are able to get off the benefits and support yourself, which is a wonderful feeling! I felt a lot of shame at the time, but looking back now I’m just grateful that we live in a country where we can get that financial help when we need it.

    • Thank you 🙂 And I agree, we are so lucky to live somewhere where we can get the support we need. I am still on benefits but I don’t feel as much shame as I am also working from home 2 dpw to try and supplement my income. So now I feel like I am slowly finding my feet to one day get off the benefits as you said. Thanks so much for your comment and for stopping by my blog!

  6. OMG that is me ….ashamed and the pretending my relationship with the kids dad was great post babies lying to family, friends mothers group…….and the centrelink shame I was ducking down (for some stupid reason )when waiting in centrelink like someone would see me and the pension card arrived and am too ashamed to use it yet so glad I found your blog

Leave me a comment! The empty box is feeling so lonely.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s