Usually, Monday is my favorite day of the week. Everyone is always down on Monday but it holds so much promise for the amazing week to come. And also, I usually try to keep the tone of my posts positive and upbeat, although my darker sense of humor isn’t something I try to hide.

Today, however, was a very “Monday” Monday. It wasn’t anything I couldn’t handle, but the last few hours have been quite trying. I was already thinking of writing a post giving props to my fellow single mommas because as much as being a mom is great, being the sole provider, the good cop and the bad cop, the shoulder they cry on, and the person they can’t stand… It is wearying.

And then my baby smashed her finger in the car door and broke her fingernail off and possibly broke her finger. We went to urgent care where it was full of people with the flu and the nurse recommended we come back in the morning so they could x-ray it when there weren’t so many germy folks around.

So, we both ended the day with a good hard cry. And then we told mom jokes on the car on the drive home to make each other laugh.

Props single parents, mad props. βœŠπŸ»πŸ‘ŠπŸ»πŸ’₯