There are a few issues about being a single parent that suck.
a. You alone clean up all the barf, regurgitated food and poop.
b. You can’t run out to the store at 9pm when you realize you don’t have any milk.
c. You can’t trade off early morning wake-ups on the weekend.
d. You can’t drive a babysitter home at the end of the night.
I always thought that was about it until I hit the mailbox tonight. In it was a postcard to Will from his new Junior Kindergarten class. It said “HI WILL! We can’t wait to meet you and your mom on Wednesday at our Open House. You’ll meet your new teachers and see your new class!”
My heart sunk. I can’t go to JK Orientation. We have an event at work that is too important to miss. But all of a sudden, this seems more important. But my hands are tied. I can’t go. My awesome friend Susannah is going to take him with her daughter who is also starting. But it sucks.
So lets add –
e. There’s no trading off on functions that you can’t attend.
And although right now, he’s young enough to not give a rats ass, as he gets older, I’m quite sure he’ll notice it. But listen…I’ll make it to his freaking university graduation. I promise!