I met J-Dog at a point in my life when I was seriously done with men. As anyone who'd made it to their 30's and are still single, I'd already had a lot of relationships. A lot of fun. And a LOT of bullshit. I was finally at the point where I felt good about being single, good about being me, and well, not wanting to rock my own boat. And then we met. We met accidentally, and immediately, I thought "I want more of that, please." And so we went out on purpose. I had talked myself into... More »

The final instalment in Joanne's story of life as a single mom of three...we left as Joanne was getting ready to enjoy dinner at a friend's house: Next, my mind wanders to thoughts of my daughter.  I start to worry about her at home, having just a sandwich for supper.  What kind of mother am I?  What if she gets hurt and can’t get to the neighbour’s house per the ‘home alone’ plan.  I shouldn’t have left her.  I should have made her come.  No.  I should have been able to convince her that we would have fun together... More »

We return to Joanne's tale of life as a single mom to three... Yesterday, can you believe, I didn’t have to cook supper!  That SO never happens – I’m the only grown up - I ALWAYS have to cook supper.  But yesterday we were invited to a birthday party for my best friend’s little boy.  She and her husband were cooking supper.  All we had to do was show up at six o’clock for barbeque and cake.  Woo hoo. Should have been easy, right?  Only I get home and one child is on the missing list.  Well, ok, she’s not... More »

Hi.  I’m Joanne and I’m a single mom with three kids.  I recently discovered urbanmoms.ca and fell in love with the sense of community I’ve found here.  Only, I noticed there was no content about being a single “urbanmom”.  So, when Jen asked me to, I decided to contribute. I’ve been a single mom for two years now, but, I was married for more than nine years before I separated from my husband.  I definitely know that parenting is tough, with or without a partner.  Let me tell you a little about my family.  My oldest, Cameron, is eleven. ... More »

It takes a special kind of person to hold someone’s hand as they die or to comfort a family as they find out their loved one is terminally ill.  Often these wonderful and kind people who work in palliative care, making the last days of a person’s life comfortable and free of pain, are overlooked.  Most of us are uncomfortable with the idea of death which means we don’t often think about those places where death is a daily occurrence.  However, without these kind people, the thought of dying would be even more lonely. My sister is one of those... More »