Sober Solo Parenting & Other Forms Of Self Care

A Your Mom post.

I meant to send a letter out this past weekend, but my husband was out of town, and for the first time in my time as a mother, a weekend of solo parenting with both kids was something I was super excited about, rather than…. I don’t know, not nervous, just kind of…. feeling like, oh boy, how’s this going to work. I was genuinely looking forward to having my kids all to myself, to go by mom’s rules all weekend, and just really enjoy each other.

Via by @Rachey

A while ago, I wrote Your Mom’s Guide to Getting Stoned, which I still stand by (if THC is your thing, it is great), but I wrote about feeling like I was a better mother when I was a teeny tiny bit stoned. I felt like my mind was too fast to sit on the rug and play. I wanted to be in eight hundred places at once, and laying on the floor wasn’t one of them. I felt I had to fake it to some degree, get high to get present. I think about that now and I feel embarrassed a little. I’d want an edible or a glass of wine or a Cann to get on their level - it felt necessary.