Disclaimer: I'm not a single mum, I'm what you'll term a single wife, as in my husband travels a lot for his job, so I'm home alone with the kids. It's quite close to being a single mum with regards to certain experiences, but for the single mum the struggle is even more real (hats off to you).
Anyways meet kid let number 2 he is the cutest bug on earth but he doesn't sleep. If you don't hold him, he power naps for 15-30 minutes, and is rearing to go again. In other words I'm that mombie who doesn't drink coffee.
On Saturday, a friend of ours texted me to see if he could borrow an airport approved hand luggage, I texted back and said come on Sunday after church.
On Sunday, this sleep deprived mum sent him the address to my favourite Chinese restaurant, made him pick up food for us.
When he came in he said, "here's your food I'll just take the hand luggage and go. I need to get a haircut."
My response? " your hair looks great, either ways you're going to have to change your plans, I have to shower". I had serious mum stench.
Before he could say anything else, he was wrangling a 6 month old and a 6 year old, and I had a good long refreshing shower.
This my dear friends is the definition of hot in a single mum's book. Want to write about a hero that's believable? That is what real life looks like, and this little gross story with mum stench all over it, could help you get a glimpse into the world of a single mum.
Song in my head: Jealous by Nick Jonas