Single Parenting

I have been “single parenting” it for several days in the last week.

It’s hard.

Here we are at 9 pm, and I’m finally getting time to myself.  Each child is in bed.  And I’m finally, blissfully, alone.

Don’t get me wrong. I love my children.  All four of them are incredible gifts from God that remind me every day just why life is wonderful.  But collectively, they have all driven me a little closer to the edge of insanity today.  No wonder Robyn doesn’t want me to have “unwind” time when I come home from work.  I walk in the door and she is longing for what I am finally experiencing.  A few moments of quiet.  No child noise.  No child television shows.  No child games or toys.  Just the quiet hum of the dishwasher.

I don’t know how single parents do it.  I have the promise of my wife returning home tomorrow.  Most single parents look at the future as more of the same.

It’s a lot of work, parenting all your children by yourself.  Being friend and confidant and encourager and discipliner and leader and–well, you get it.  Doing all by yourself what is hard enough for two people to do together.

The laundry and lunches.  The schedules and screw-ups.  I don’t know how you do it, single parents.

But I respect you even more.

And will pray for you even more, too.

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