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Single moms only lose it over ricotta cheese

People often ask me "How do you do it with two kids and a career all by yourself"? My response? I just do it!! It's not even that hard!! We do what we have to do, especially when little people are involved, but I have to tell you that it's occurred to me recently that it's the little things that send me flying over the deep end. Any big, huge life event, I can tackle with ease. I was standing in the kitchen making a lasagna for a coworker that had broken her leg. I thought that I would make her and her family a dinner and dessert to ease some of her stress. I make the salad, I make the dessert and then I proceed to gather the ingredients for the Alfredo lasagna. I realize that I had forgotten to purchase the ricotta cheese in between picking up kids from school and an academic team practice. What do you think happened? Did I get back into the car and go to the store that's only five minutes down the street?? No. I had a complete meltdown right there in the kitchen. I cried like a baby over ricotta cheese. Ricotta cheese!!!!!!!!! Very interesting how the little things will harvest the deepest frustrations.  I hope that this helps another single momma or father out there. If you have meltdowns like this, I feel that you are normal :) if you don't, then you may just be Wonder Woman. 

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  1. Wow, a cool post :)
    Thanks for such a good post :)

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  2. I can understand that stress builds up and when the container is full, the crying meltdown just releases some of that overflowing stress hidden there inside.

    I'm the type who makes do with what I have and often substitute for what I don't have on hand. I've had some amazing results and some not so amazing but as long as it's edible, it's OK. You have a big heart and that's what counts.
    Hugs,
    JB

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  3. Wonder Woman you may not be (and neither am I) but Kristen - you're doing a great job.

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    1. Thank you so much, Molly. I need to hear that!!!!! :)

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  4. Not just single parents. The straws that break this camel's back are almost always tiny. Inconsequential. Except that they aren't.
    When I find myself sobbing because I cannot find my favourite pen (despite there being a zillion others) I know that I am running on empty and need to take time out and regroup.
    Do I do it?
    Not often enough.

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    1. We need to regroup more often, you are sooooo on target. :)

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  5. Totally totally totally get it ... hugs!!!!

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  6. Brave you're, wonderful job. Keep going.

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  7. Stuff happens. Dust yourself off, take a deep breath, and get on with life.

    Big hugs, honey...

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  8. It's always the little things, right? When the big things come, I try to find solutions to them. But when the small things add up I get to those meltdowns, too. You're right, they're normal. And the good thing is...a week later we can usually laugh about it :) You're doing an amazing job juggling it all!

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