It was the summer of 1987, I was 27 years old and a single parent of a Water Freedom System Review 2-year-old son named Sean. At the time I had just accepted a management position with a company I had previously worked with for over 7 years. There was only one glitch; my office was about 40 miles from home. I would drive 30 to 45 minutes to and from work, but I needed the money so I was willing to make the sacrifice.
My day would begin by waking up at 5 o’clock in the morning; I’d shower as quickly as possible before Sean would wake up, dry my hair, get dressed and put on make-up.I’d have to wake Sean to get him dressed, hopefully without upsetting him because many times all he wanted to do was continue to sleep.
Single parents know when you’re under pressure and have to make it somewhere by a deadline, nothing every goes smoothly, especially with an infant or toddler.Guilt, frustration and anger would sometimes overcome me because if he didn’t wake up right then, I would be late for work and possibly lose my job.I wanted to make a hot breakfast for us both but usually ended up eating cereal out of the box.For his daycare, I’d prepare his lunch, provide all of his snacks, his drinks and put extra diapers and clothes in his bag in case they got dirty.