It was one thing after the next. I always had high bold pressure and caught everything going around because of stress. I had no health insurance so suffered through most of the problems. I could not afford a lawyer when my son was taken by his dad and the police was no help. His dad never had a place to live, no vehicle and could not hold a job. Through manipulation and begging I got my son back. I worked two jobs and went back to school for Medical secretarial at that time. My son was ADD, ADHD and many other medical needs presented themselves because his father did a lot of drugs. I had to leave my jobs because he was always being sent home from school. I moved around a lot and tried to home school him the best I could.

Now I haven't told you much of the type of person I am so I will now before my husband I was a very confident women and had a lot of admirers and besides it all I'm a very loving, friendly person. Also when it comes to a relationship I don't like to fight. Anyway I told him from the beginning not to be unfaithful to me because I would find out and also that I was the type of women that you could be honest and say anything to. If he have a problem with me he could tell me and if he felt I was not sufficient in anyway to let me know and instead of cheating if we weren't working out he could tell me and I would separate him with no problem as long as he was honest. Back to the story when my husband began to do his thing my self esteem dropped straight to the floor.

My step father was beating up on my mother and I was standing in the middle battling him as if I were a man just to protect. After the police would come it would end up being my fault, but I maintained my status at school and no one knew, but a few people. I feel head over heels in love with Roy Graham. I would start to run to him for protect and comfort. My step father was telling people in the neighbor that he was having sex with me and just ruining my name with all these terrible lies. I was only sixteen why couldn't he just leave me alone. Then I found out I was pregnant.

I am a 39 year single mom of 3 small children ranging from ages 5 years old, 20 months old, and 5 months old. At the time of me becoming "Suddenly Single", I was only 4 months pregnant. I don't know how I've made it thus far.

This is the first time I've visited this site and I sit here crying, I'm not the only single parent struggling to give my kids a decent life....As I struggled at home to make ends meet and to keep up a happy face at work, I found out that the children's father had become engaged to another woman while he was on deployment in Japan. I was so shattered and miserable and alone, I felt like nothing I did was good enough for the kids and no one would ever care about us or know how wonderful our little family was. got a letter from their father 3 months after our second son was born saying it wasn't going to work, and asking me to take care of his 2 oldest children from his first marriage. We didn't hear from him for 6 months, and he has since agreed to give me legal custody of our children, as well as his first 2 children. Up until now it's taken every bit of strength I have to get through this alone

Peyton starts school in two weeks and I have no way of buying her school clothes. She has just about grown out of everything and the only things that fit her are summer clothes. Her dad is no where to be found to collect child support, and my family is not in a situation where they can help me. I don't know what I am going to do, or how I am going to buy her winter clothes this year. Since my little girl is the oldest out of all of my friends kids, there are no hand me downs to ask for. We are the ones who usually hand down the clothes. I just don’t know what I am going to do.

My mother had me on her 18th birthday. Three days later, my father was killed in a car accident. After that happened, my mother gave up on life. That left a little brown eyed girl in a big world all alone. I am the brown eyed girl. So, from the time I was born, I guess you could say that I have taken care of myself. I went through my teenage years trying to hide my pain. I always heard the phrase, "Don't end up like your mother". But, being a troubled teen with so much inside, I also became a teenage mother. My son is 16 months old now, and he is no mistake at all. My son WILL live the life that I always dreamed of. And I am the only one that can make sure of that.

I suppose I should explain that my story of motherhood began when I was merely a baby myself. During my teenage rebellion, I had met a young man who had a number of social, as well as financial difficulties. We had only dated for a short time when I decided to dismiss the relationship (as many young girls do) because something else had caught my fancy. Shortly following this, the young man took his own life with a shotgun. He left only one note, addressed to me, simply stating: “I’m sorry”. Shortly thereafter I discovered I was pregnant with his child.

I started this journey thinking very spiritually. I was told at 18 that because of a rape situation that I had caught a venereal disease that would prevent me from ever having children. It was a hard pill to swallow since I love children but I did my best.

I am a single mom to two wonderful children Michael age 12 and Jessica age thirteen. I have been raising them alone for the last nine years. When they were small we squeaked by on two hundred dollars a week I don't know how we did it but we did.

A single mother of 1 - Two weeks ago, her doctor discovered that Ruby had congenital hip dysplasia due to my low amniotic fluid crowding her in the womb. She was put in a special harness to keep her hips in position and she must wear this for three weeks without taking it off. Sometimes it feels like her problems are never going to end. Her doctor doesn’t want her in daycare for another three months because she is so small and susceptible to infections, which means that I can’t return to work for three months. I have used all of my savings up and have had to go on welfare to try to make ends meet and even with this help; it still doesn’t cover my monthly rent. I am scared for our future. Every small bit helps these days.

A single mother of 1 - Having never received any Child Support, or any other kind of support for that matter from Tiffany’s father, Joanne has had to go it alone from the beginning. Yet instead of sitting around complaining about her circumstances, she doggedly pushes herself to change them. She is constantly trying to better her career and education, which will not only benefit her financially someday, but is an excellent example for her daughter to follow. All Tiffany has to do is observe her mother to see how it’s done. Joanne is an excellent role model.