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how to talk about your ex

how to talk about your ex

Man, it’s frustrating, isn’t it? If you’ve got a deadbeat dad in your life, you know just what I’m talking about. It’s hard to bite your tongue whenever your child praises your ex, or asks why they can’t have something you can’t afford, or say something like, ‘Well, daddy lets me…’
and what you really want to say is, I have to beg your father every month to see you, talk to you, stay connected to you, help with your expenses… if we can’t afford something, it’s because he’s not helping.
But if you’re smart, you won’t say anything of the …read more

Drat. Phooey. Arg. I need a man…

Drat. Phooey. Arg. I need a man…

Certain toys seem to be the bane of my single mother existence.
I’ve got Quadrilla down, and might even get an expansion set, just because… I like the toy.
I’ll play basketball and football, knights and his castle games, I’ll even let him challenge me to a duel. He’s a boy. I get it.

Lego Mars Mission was a challenge, but I could have put it together if the King of Everything could have stopped breaking it as fast as I could fix it.
I haven’[t given up hope that we’ll find the right screwdriver for Robo Reptile… but here’s where …read more

I’m thinking about men tonight

I’m thinking about men tonight

Always listen to your heart, single mom. Especially when it’s saying something you don’t want to hear, or whispering something soft and poignant and a little yearning…
My son has a crush on a neighbor-man. This man and his wife live on the corner, with their three wonderful dogs. One day, this man even let the King of Everything walk one of his dogs. Man, was that kid ever chuffed.
Usually, we see the neighbor when we’re on the bus. The Kid always lets the man go in front of us and then tries his damnedest to sit next to …read more

Playground pangs for the single mom

Playground pangs for the single mom

The King and I stopped at the park on our way home from our usual Sunday ritual of coffee and sweeties and juice at our favorite coffee bar (if your till is $10 over, then I did indeed give you a twenty, lady!). The park was quiet, as we arrived just after the lunch hour, traditionally a good time for naps in small kid households who aren’t headed by the King of Everything, apparently. He was disappointed at first, but perked up when the first few post-lunch bravehearts strayed into our enclosure.


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