When I first started travelling alone with my kids I was terrified. With Hux a tiny nappy-wearing milk guzzling baby and Elfie having medical needs that necessitates the carrying of syringes through airports, it seemed the solo parent holiday milestone would be too complicated to hit.
There was a time where the only label I gave myself was ‘Single Mum’. Wherever I was – at the supermarket, out to dinner with the kids, mid-Tinder conversation – I always felt it like an albatross across my neck. Six years it has taken me to realise that I am so much more than this label.
Divorce. The big D. The dreaded split. I knew nobody who’d got divorced when I made that decision with my ex-husband at the age of 27. We were trailblazers in the field of failed marriages, a badge I would rather…
When your one great aim in life is to have a happy family – a blissful marriage with two kids – it comes as a bit of a shocker when you get divorced. So when my ex husband and I decided to call time on our partnership, I didn’t know how we’d get over the experience of our uncoupling.
The single parent life hacks that will ensure your sanity… here are my top 9.
Having been a single parent since Hux was 6 months old – he’s now nearly five – I thought I’d seen the worst of the solo mum struggles. The routines you have to get into to make sure everything gets…