I’ll be honest here: my husband has been traveling for the past two weeks and being a “single mom” to two children under the age of four has been no easy feat. Sure, this single mom gig I have going on is only temporary, but for now it’s having me take care of my two kids around the clock, for 24 hours a day, playing both the role of mommy and daddy, trying to keep the house from falling down like a stack of cards and getting at least a good six hours of writing done in between episodes of Jake and the Neverland Pirates, quiet time, reading time, nap time, and play-by-yourselves-because-mommy-is-busy time.
Can I just mention that I am absolutely exhausted and am counting down the days, hours, and minutes until my husband and the father of my two kids comes home? I mean, why is it that so many single mothers in Hollywood make it look so glam while I can barely get myself up in the morning with one child crawling under my bed sheets and kicking me the entire night with my other one dangling a pee-heavy diaper in my face the moment I wake up saying, “Here mommy.”
Madonna, when you said a few weeks ago that being a single mom was hard, was it this that you had in mind? Because my definition of single motherhood must be much more different than that of hers, or Jennifer Lopez, Denise Richards, or even Charlize Theron for that matter.
How many times have we heard celebrity moms complain about how “difficult” it is to raise their adopted children on their own or how dating as a single mom has been just so darn challenging. Sure, single motherhood has its ups and downs for just about everyone, but is it just me, or is Hollywood doing one heck of a job glamorizing the role? You’ve got a smiley-faced Sandra Bullock holding her adopted son Louis while looking at him adoringly on the cover of People Magazine, Charlize and her baby boy Jackson traveling the world from Los Angeles to Paris with her casually and calmly carrying him through airport terminals with her sky high heels on and Denise sitting on a blanket at each and every one of her daughter’s soccer games with all three girls in tow and a cooler full of oranges and half-time snacks. And what are all these women saying? That the can do it absolutely on their own.
Really, mamas, how do you do it? Because I can barely keep myself awake on the couch with the 6:3pm nightly news and my kids (and the neighbor’s kids, mind you) running around the house and backyard like a bunch of bandits who are on a verge of starting a pow-wow at any given time.
But really, how do you ladies do it? And no, I’m not talking to Sandra, or Madonna, or Jenny McCarthy and the other single celebrity mothers who want to connect with us by chiming in that single mamahood has made them more stronger, more independent, and more resilient while their 24-hour on-the-call nannies, personal chefs, trainers, and life coaches all give them a collective eye roll while they’re not looking. There has got to be something incredibly powerful about us mamas who can do the job of three and still get up the next day to do it all over again.
I mean, can we have a real single mom out there get a cover shoot on Us and In Touch Weekly and an interview with Mario Lopez on Extra at The Grove to really talk about what it’s like to raise kids on your own? Oh, and Charlize, can you loan out those Jimmy Choo shoes of yours to a real mom who is trying to juggle taking three kids to the grocery store and wants to look effortlessly glamorous at the same time (because we all do that at our local Targets, right?)
Check out our photo gallery of single celebrity moms who have talked about raising their kids alone and tell us Babble readers, do you sympathize with them? Do you think Hollywood is glorifying their roles a little bit too much and making motherhood look like it’s a piece of cake (while it’s not)?
In the meantime, hubby, if you’re reading this, no I haven’t forgotten to DVR all of your primetime shows, your favorite spinach lasagna is waiting for you in the fridge and yes, I did take the recycling out on Thursday morning, and not Friday. Oh, and the moment you come home, I’m out. An MNO (mom’s night out) and a pretty strong margarita are calling out my name and all of the other single moms out there. Ladies, this ones for you.
Photos via PacificCoastNews.com