#SingleParentLife

[thequietstrength7]

Starting Over: A Survivor’s First Step

There’s no instruction manual for what happens when your world is shattered. No guide for the first breath you take after stepping out of a cage you didn’t realise you were locked inside. I’m writing this from a place of rawness and reflection, hoping to give my story a voice — even if it’s trembling.

Thirteen days ago, I left an abusive relationship. It wasn’t just my partner I left behind but the life I’d built, the love I’d invested, and the parts of me that became wrapped up in her and our home. I walked away, carrying not only the weight of survival but also the unbearable ache of being separated from my children — my 13-month-old son and my 4-year-old stepdaughter.

My son, who became my anchor through the darkest moments, was the hardest to leave. He doesn’t understand why I’m not there, and the thought of him thinking I’ve abandoned him keeps me awake most nights. I haven’t been able to open my phone’s photos or videos yet — they feel like a bridge back to a place I can’t walk across without falling apart. My stepdaughter, more self-sufficient in many ways, is still a child whose world is now split by forces beyond her control. Together, they’re the pieces of my heart I left behind for their safety and mine.

This blog is the first pebble I’m taking out of my overflowing backpack of pain, guilt, and exhaustion. Sharing my story doesn’t solve everything, but it’s a start. It’s the way I remind myself I’m not defined by what happened to me or the accusations and chaos left in the wake of my escape. It’s how I begin to turn wounds into something others might find strength in.

I don’t know exactly where this road leads, but I’m inviting you to walk it with me. Whether you’re here out of curiosity, shared pain, or solidarity, I hope this space becomes something meaningful. A corner of the internet where we can be human — vulnerable, flawed, and healing.

Here’s to surviving, one word at a time.

[thepraisedomain]

You are not alone this Christmas. God sees you and your efforts, single parent. Cast your cares on Him because He cares for you (1 Peter 5:7).

✨ What’s your biggest challenge this season? Let’s support each other.

📖 Check out my blog: https://singleparents-ministry.blogspot.com/2024/12/faith-joy-and-strength-for-single.html?m=1

📝 Journal Prompt: What are three things I can give to God in prayer this Christmas?

Together, we’re stronger. Together, we trust Him. 🙏”

#FaithOverFear #ChristmasEncouragement

#YouAreNotAlone #TrustGodAlways

#SingleParentLife #ChristianEncouragement

#HopeThisChristmas #FaithfulParenting

#FamilyDevotions #PrayersForSingleParents

#StrengthInChrist #HolidaySupport

#GodCaresForYou #singleparentstrong

[fujupro]

Solo Parenting and Dating After 40

Solo Parenting and Dating After 40 is your definitive guide to mastering the art of finding love while balancing the demands of solo parenthood. Perfect for single parents over 40, this comprehensive resource provides actionable tips, heartfelt advice, and emotional support to help you embrace a new chapter in your life

[nicolyboo]

I heard that It’s #nationalsingleparentday It’s a good time for me to honor the living children that I am blessed to raise. I ask the Universe to keep its loving hand on their lives and to bless me with a husband who will be proud and consider it an honor to continue to nurture, protect and provide all that a mother and father is suppose to give them for each and every stage of the rest of their lives. #LawsonDean #MaddyCakes #KaideyBabe aka Purple Princess #KK my copy/paste MacBook: Http://bit.ly/coleyskids #Nicolyboo #singleparent #singleparents #singleparentlife #singleparenting #momlife #singlemother #singlemoms #singlemum #singlemomlife #mom #divorced #singlemama #singlemommy #singlemothers #divorcedmom #parenting #motherhood #singleparentday #singleparentchronicles #singleparentsrock #kids Powered by @tagomatic (at New Jersey) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbYj8QipmJR/?utm_medium=tumblr

[asmallbagofrocks]

mickey mouse? i cant stand that racist rat. donald? literally worked for hitler. goofy? just a single parent trying to give the best life to his son.

[brookiecookie95]

[aoifeniamh11]

Saturday whilst my son was at a party I had some rare time to myself. I went for a wonder and stumbled upon this beauty. I have found a new love for historical buildings.

St Mary’s chapel, Watfords oldest building dating back to the 15th century. Parts of the building survived from the 13th century. It is a grade 1 listed building simply fascinating.

[judyrsebastian]

Happy Father's Day

[kindly-insincere]

[peonymusingsblog-blog]

"A puppy, 2 kids and no idea." -A journey to upside down, in down under. 

Eva had no idea, when she boarded the airplane from Frankfurt to Perth, almost 17 years ago,that she would find herself in a small 2 bedroom apartment, with her two kids alone, considering to take on a puppy. 

Why she believed that a dog is better than any therapist or man, is anyone's guess. 

4 months ago, she said goodbye to her anxiety medication,  after having walked out a couple of months prior, from the shared martial home. 

But, when she deeply looked within herself, she knew that she was craving true unconditional love and loyalty, the kind her parents, or her ex partner's-never gave her. 

Her heart was big and had lots of love to give but to invite another human soul in it, was simply out of question.  

Eva had always dreamt, of coming home, and being greeted by joy and happiness. 

Love and warmth greeting her, yet only finding, that her existence was met as a nuisance, that one has had to endure.  

She had always forced herself to be the most  likeable person, as her circumstances would allow.  

Yet,  she always ended up coming full circle,  to be confronted with lonliness. 

She had rushed from one relationship to another, to fill a gap, she knew only she could fill. 

That's why Eva wanted to focus her nurturing on raising a puppy, rather than a man, who would trow her a bone every so often, not expecting that one day, she wouldn't return it back to him.  

Amongst everything else that happened globally, she knew that in times of self isolation, where distraction and focussing on cultivating life and cherishing it, was necessary- this was the time for inviting a loyal and grateful friend, into her heart. 

Her children, Amélie and Arlo- could certainly do, with some cheering up, since their mum, found it easier to escape into other worlds through a constant stream of  audiobooks, on her noise cancelling headphones. 

Their father, wasn't and had never been in a place to give them the love and support, their innocent and young hearts craved.  

They all needed something to remind themselves of being in the present moment, since it felt far easier to escape it. 

Something, that could focus all of their attention into the same present moment.  

Eva also wanted her children to grow big hearts, that cherished all life, whether human or animal. 

Since, it was the pets in her own family homes, that had  always been her only true best friends.  

They never had an agenda and they had always accepted her, just the way she was.  

[rm-ferdinand]

Always make your fitness a priority

[wandercielley]

Work from Home Single Parent’s Journey: 

Here’s my link:

https://ciellevirtualservices.wordpress.com/2020/07/25/a-single-parents-journey/

[aoifeniamh11]

An article relating to my project idea, an age group that has sadly been forgotten about during COVID. This is why my project idea is so important. To engage with our retirement customers and reach out to external charities and companies.

[houseofsmallrose-blog]

During this weird and uncertain time I’ve decided to FINALLY start my blog. I guess you could call this a blog right????

I don’t really know how to start though, so *JAY Z VOICE* ‘Allow me to reintroduce myself’ I’m Vanessa, 26 and I’m single Mum of 2. Overly dramatic, severely sensitive and way too honest for my own good. As you see in my picture we have Paisleigh, almost 2, QUEEN of sass and attitude, the wild and fearless one. We love her all the same though. We also have my right hand man Harvey who is 7 (though we are all convinced he’s secretly 67) probably one of the most intelligent humans you’ll ever meet, regardless of age. Extremely social (100% didn’t get that from me) and also probably the most loving human I’ve ever come across.

This will just be my space to vent. A diary I guess. I don’t know about you but I bottle a lot of things up, which causes me genuine headaches and I’ve always found writing an outlet for me. I don’t know what it is, but growing up I always kept a diary and it cleared my head. I guess I’ve got to move with the times and do it on the internet now...

I will be discussing pretty much all of my personal life experiences. Motherhood in general but also raising two feral children prodominantly alone (yes you read that correctly and yes I called them feral, continue reading hun) , dealing with mental health, pregnancy with health complications, current affairs and dealing with the loss of loved ones. So the good, the bad, the ugly and the damn right sad mate.

So buckle up, wash your hands darlings and stay tuned.

I’m rambling now innit, bloody typical, sorry.

Love you, mean it

Vanessa x