A man stood in the middle of my bedroom. Dressed in head-to-toe black, we locked eyes. I froze. I was as immobile as a child when they believe monsters are hiding in their room. "If I don't move, don't breathe, and don't blink, he will go away and this will all end", I thought to myself.
I think all moms (and dad's) out there can agree that it should be illegal for us to get sick. As if our "jobs" aren't difficult enough, we throw an illness on top of it and there are few worse things in life. Seriously.
I'm no Mother's Day expert (Sunday was only my fourth Mother's Day ), however I am enough of an expert to know that it just felt strange. I'd like to think there is no stigma attached to single parenting, however I swear I felt the stares yesterday. Literally, every mom I saw along our walk and at the park was there with an entire family; kids, and husband in tow.