Our 40th Anniversary Celebration Event is this weekend! If you have already purchased your registration, you should have received your Zoom link invitation on Thursday (10/14). If you have not received the invitation, are having any problems accessing the content, or having any technical issues, please reach out to our production partner, GSD solutions, at:
If you had wanted to attend the 40th Anniversary Celebration but did not register, we are sorry but the event is sold out and registration is closed. However, you can pre-order recordings of the event here: https://www.singlemothersbychoice.org/community/smcs-40th-anniversary-celebration/
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Registration for this event is closed. You can pre-order the video of the event panels and speakers here
If you’ve already registered, you should have received an email acknowledging your registration. Registered attendees will receive a link to the event by Friday. If you don’t receive it, check your spam folder and if it’s not there. send an email to support@GSDsolutions.xyz
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What a time. At the end of 2020 I arranged for childcare for my first New Year’s Eve “out” at a Masquerade Ball with a friend. When that fell through at the eleventh hour, I desperately scrambled for a back up…miraculously begging and bribing my way to childcare that night.
We rang in 2020 in decorative masks.
Who knew 2020 would bring so many more masks?
Masks on the outside and masks on the inside as I tried to fight the immeasurable sadness our beloved cat’s death wrought inside me. It has left me raw and broken, and with my two young children dependent on me during a pandemic.
How do I share amusing anecdotes under these circumstances?
And, now, my little girl has just started kindergarten and seems so much older than a mere two months ago. My son is a confident second grader. And, they are back … Continue reading
My little one is now 4 months old and the light of my life. He has been such an easy baby. Other than when he was born, I didn’t hear him cry until he was about 5 weeks old (because he was hungry in his car seat. Easy fix.) He has been a good sleeper from the get go. I have never been sleep deprived. I had terrible insomnia during the TTC process and whilst pregnant. The second he was born I felt a weight lift off of me. The stress dissolved and I could finally relax as it was all over. Maybe he picked up on this because he is a chilled out little guy.
I had no idea that infants have a personality. I had always said that I’d be happy to be handed a six month old and go from there… How wrong I was! This kid … Continue reading
I restrained my normally enthusiastic nature and committed to waiting until the following February to actually start conceiving a baby. Just to make sure I wasn’t rushing this decision.
While I waited, I started seeing a therapist to “clear the decks,” mentally, and make sure I was in the best possible emotional state for making this decision. And I started charting my fertility cycle each day.
A few months later, I visited a fertility doctor. I was concerned about how I might feel about going to a fertility doctor, and was relieved to find that I felt nothing but joyous excitement at beginning the process.
My doctor diagnosed me with PCOS, a common hormonal imbalance that was preventing me from ovulating, and started me on medication to try to regulate my hormones. That February I tried to get pregnant at home with donor sperm. I was so sure it was … Continue reading
I was thirty-five years old.
My boyfriend, Tom, and I had been dating a few months and always had a great time together, cooking, walking and laughing. We tried a different Brooklyn pizzeria every week, and made the best grilled cheese sandwiches and sweet potato fries together. But during our camping trip with his friends, something felt off. I had an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.
The day after we returned, Tom asked to talk to me. “I don’t know how to tell you this.” “What?” Uh-oh. The uneasy feeling in my stomach deepened to dread and then panic. “I think you are great. But I need to end this.”
“I can’t really explain it. There’s nothing wrong with you. Everything is great with you. But I just can’t do this.” “I don’t understand, ” I answered angrily. “I don’t really understand it either. But I … Continue reading
To my little man on turning three,
The first letter like this I wrote to you as you turned one. You were teetering into toddlerhood but still firmly my baby. You were learning new things each day but still needed me for just about everything. I had grown to love you more than I had ever expected, but some days it was exhausting. Some days I wanted to speed up time to when you were just a little more independent. A little less baby and a little more boy.
Flash forward two years, and I do mean flash, and you stand on the brink of boyhood. You still need your momma for a lot, but every month, every day, you learn to do one more thing without my assistance. You defiantly declare, “I do it on my own!” if I butt in where you feel I’m not needed. And while … Continue reading
As we are all going through these very worrisome times, I wanted to let you know that although our office is closed, we are working remotely during normal Mon-Fri work hours.
We can provide much-needed support and information, especially now. While our face-to-face meetings, may be disrupted by the COVID19 restrictions, our online Members Forum is going strong and is providing truly wonderful support for our members. There are threads on the virus itself, as well as ways of coping with it, and even some Covid humor, as well as the usual threads on parenting, dating, thinking, and trying to conceive, just to highlight a few topics.
Our website has been updated to be mobile-friendly for both tablets and phones, as well as on a desktop browser. Do join us
if you are thinking of becoming, or are, a single mother by choice!
I just saw an ad for The Mystery Science Theater 3000 show. Hey, I think Marshall might like to see this. Maybe even with me. September 19. And my heart sinks a little. I am dropping him off at college on September 13. My baby will be leaving the building.
Now, don’t get me wrong. This is absolutely how it should be. And in all honestly, after 18 years of having him in my house, in my space, in my heart, it is time for him to go. But there’s a small voice inside that keeps saying: “Not yet. A little more time. One more adventure.”
If I say so myself, I have raised an exquisite human being. He is smart, funny, and kind. He has good friends—kids who like him and like being around him. He is kind to my mother, something I am not always successful at, which … Continue reading