Hey, Single Parent
Heather McCain
Hey, single parent.
I see you. I once was you. I respect you, I acknowledge your struggles and your accomplishments, I believe in you.
To the mom who wakes up at five in the morning, gets your child ready for the school, works a long day, comes home to make dinner, clean the house, pay the bills, and falls into bed completely exhausted - I see you.
To the dad who carries his sleeping child from the sitters house night after night, gets them home, changes them into their pajamas, and snuggles in bed with them for a while because you long to spend more waking hours with them, but you have to pay the bills alone - I see you.
I see you. I once was you. I respect you, I acknowledge your struggles and your accomplishments, I believe in you.
To the mom who wakes up at five in the morning, gets your child ready for the school, works a long day, comes home to make dinner, clean the house, pay the bills, and falls into bed completely exhausted - I see you.
To the dad who carries his sleeping child from the sitters house night after night, gets them home, changes them into their pajamas, and snuggles in bed with them for a while because you long to spend more waking hours with them, but you have to pay the bills alone - I see you.
To the parent who kisses every boo-boo, drives to every practice, calms every fear, supplies every need, cooks every meal, and who wonders if you are doing a good enough job - I see you, and so does your child. And to them, you are everything.
I know the days are long. I know the exhaustion runs deep. I know sometimes you lay in bed at night with your mind reeling from the weight of the unbalanced responsibility you are carrying.
I know the days are long. I know the exhaustion runs deep. I know sometimes you lay in bed at night with your mind reeling from the weight of the unbalanced responsibility you are carrying.
I also know you are doing a great job, even when you don't see it yourself. I see the way that baby looks at you. I see the way your little ones wrap their arms around your neck and cling to you like you're the only thing that matters. I see how those teenagers still look to you for guidance, even though they'll never admit they need it.
Give yourself grace, give yourself understanding, and give yourself credit for the enormous job you are doing daily. You are doing a good job, and I see you.
Give yourself grace, give yourself understanding, and give yourself credit for the enormous job you are doing daily. You are doing a good job, and I see you.
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