The clincher was introducing myself to some new people in a small group. “I’m a single mum”
was how the introduction started.
There wasn’t time to elaborate, yes I’m a single mum, no not
by choice, blah blah blah….. I’ve been
pondering why I made the choice to introduce myself as such. Why do I feel lowered, depressed etc when I
dwell that yes I am a single mum. I work
three jobs, look after a 4 and nearly 6 year old and try (unsuccessfully) to keep a
semblance of home.
When people hear the
phrase “single mum” there seems to be an instant pity. 'Oh poor you', 'I don’t know how you do it'. That makes two of us!
But I’m not just a single mum. I am a women who loves God, has dreams, goals
and hopes for the future. Just like any
other woman.
So as at today I’m consciously making the decision to not
refer to myself as a ‘single mum’. I’m a
mum to two beautiful children, I’m an employee, I love kids, I’m involved in
Children’s Ministry, I’m adventurous, I love reading, I am a daughter of God,
I am fearfully and wonderfully made!