When I first began Single Mom Smiling, I was in a bad place and no one understood. I had people who were there for me as much as they could be, but at the end of each day, they went home to their lives, and I was stuck, a prisoner in a life I could not escape.
I was stuck.
I had a Master’s in Curriculum Development and had once thought of becoming a school administrator, but because of having my children and an inconsistent work record, my teaching certification had expired. A Masters in Education means little without teaching certification. I had no job and no prospects of getting one. I was five months pregnant and had a 5, 7, 10, and 11 year old. Who would hire a pregnant woman? Even if I found a job, how would I handle daycare and getting the boys off to school each morning?Continue Reading