WHAT FUN

I was at my friend Kelly’s party, mostly moms and kids. I didn’t really know anyone there. Spense was the youngest kid by far so I watched him as he played happily by himself.

Kelly introduced me to some of the moms and at one point told them, “Evie has a great blog.”

The moms seemed interested, “It’s a single mom blog,” she told them.

“Oh! Terrific! I should tell my single mom friend about it,” one of the moms named Anna said, as she walked over to me.

“Yeah, great,” I said, expecting her to ask for the name of my blog.

“I’m a single mom, for a few months, anyway,” Anna said with a laugh. “I know that’s not the same.

I smiled and shrugged. I didn’t really care if it was the same or not. If it feels hard to her to be on her own for a few months, who am I to tell her she doesn’t feel “single” because I actually don’t feel single. And also, I’m not a martyr about it; I really don’t need people saying “your so brave,” or “I admire you” or  “It must be so hard” or whatever.

I CHOSE this because I wanted to be a mom like this.

 photo by craig welzbacher

“My friend just adopted a baby,” Anna said. “She adopted as a single mom.”

“Yeah, I chose to be a mom on my own too,” I told her. I said it with enthusiasm, to encourage her to pass my blog along to her friend. I expected her to ask for my blog name now but instead, she said:

What fun.”

It took me a few moments to register her tone.  It was sarcastic.

Not like: “I can’t have toppings on my frozen yogurt because my teeth are too sensitive to chew them… What fun,” kind of sarcastic. 

More like: “My house burned down, I’m filing for bankruptcy and my dog is lost… What fun.” Like the worst thing ever.

As soon as her judgement sunk in, I responded as calmly as I could… “Well, you know, I’ll bet you at times, it’s easier than having a partner.” I said it with a little side smile, implying that sometimes relationships are really annoying and hard (sorry but you know it’s true.)

She seemed taken aback, “Well, huh,” she laughed in a it’s not funny way, “I guess. But you have nothing to compare it to.”

This was weird. Why did this woman need me to know that she thought choosing to be a single mom was so horrible. I had to assume Anna was having some kind of struggle with her husband; maybe she was secretly jealous of my freedom.

“True,” I said. I said it as cheerily as I could. “I’ve got nothing to compare it to.”

“It’s nice to be able to hand your child off once in a while,” Anna said… in kind of an angry way.

“I guess,” I smiled. Why get into a thing with her?

A few minutes later I over heard her talking to the moms about their friend’s new boyfriend, “Where did they meet?” Anna asked.

“At a bar,” a woman answered.

“Oh. Well at least that’s better than on the internet.”

WHAT???

I mean, yes, I had no luck on the internet but some people do. It’s not a whorehouse or whatever. It’s just OK Cupid.

So judgy. I didn’t understand her need to judge single people and their choices. Maybe she was just very angry at her husband for leaving her alone with their child for a few months. Who knows.

I decided to let her have her judgement and to not care about it. But write about it. Here.

She didn’t need to understand why I love my life, and actually, it IS fun.

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