Chronicles of an Inspired Single Mom

My Dearest Readers, (in my mind I said that like the narrator on Bridgerton) 2025 has swept through like a whirlwind. So much has transpired and so much is still in the pipeline to happen before the curtain closes on 31.12.2025.

As I’m typing this blog, I’m thinking about how lovely it would be to have three full nights of uninterrupted sleep. I would even settle for one. Pull the curtains, play some jazz, light a few candles. Others dream about fancy vacations, me as a single, no longer single-mom…I just want to sleep. Sleep, where my brain isn’t still ticking about the school run the next day or how to make the repetitive food I pack for my son’s lunch look more enticing. Sleep where I’m not calculating the cost of the bills that need paying or the laundry I forgot in the washing machine. Sleep where I’m not awakened by my daughter peeping through the door to see if I’m sleeping or my husband peering at me saying ‘ honey you dozed off again!” Anywayyssss…

It’s September, December (I blinked and three months rolled past whilst writing this blog…wow) now in my mind I wrote three blogs during the summer; but in reality they are still pending in a file called ‘To Do’ in my brain. I bent down to plug in my Chromebook and summer was gone.

This summer was a strange one. For most of the summer I only had one of my kids with me and when I didn’t have my kids I had someone else’s. There was this one glorious day when I realised that I was going to have a weekend alone. Man, I was excited! I thought of all the possible things I could do, or where I could go.The possibilities and options were endless; but  did any of this materialize…NOPE! I was home alone for 2.5 seconds. First I had some unexpected visitors on two separate occasions and when I thought finally a moment of peace…ring ring, ring ring it was my daughter calling saying she was on her way back home😮‍💨. I contemplated hiding my car and turning the lights off, pretending I wasn’t home; but I’m a good mother so I could not neglect my baba. So she trotted in moments later, stealing my couch space, blankie and talking off my ears. I almost cried! Sigh

Now December is staring me in the face and I’m totally smashed having navigated three birthdays, family visiting, a wedding, a honeymoon and a house move, all in three months. No wonder why I never finished this blog post that I have been writing since September. Honestly, I don’t know how I’m still standing? During this time my rental home moved from one level of organised or decorated madness to another. From a sleep over den, to a bed and breakfast, to a wedding supply headquarters, to a free auction site to an empty space. After weeks of organising, planning, entertaining, packing, travelling, shopping, sorting, decluttering and trouble-shooting, I had to sit for a moment on the freshly vacuumed carpet to take it all in. So much change, in such a short time.

In this final quarter I became a mother of an adult-child (my daughter turned 18), a wife, a mom to three boys (having gained two sons in marriage)I’ve moved from being a renter to a homeowner –  now having a place to forever call home. It’s a lot to take in! People keep asking me how I’m adjusting…honestly I don’t know!!! Ever so often when I am alone for a hot minute I just sit quietly and try to unpack some of this change.

At the time of editing this post..it’s 9 days before Christmas. Instead of decking the halls, my family’s been busy unpacking, painting, brainstorming how to maximize space, finding new routines and missing socks and receiving many deliveries to aid in our never ending DIY’s. It’s been quite a time…the Christmas tree and decorations are still sitting in the garage, presents are still waiting in my amazon basket to be bought, wedding pictures and thank you cards are still waiting to be edited and sent out. I reminded my husband Rome wasn’t built in a day and so we are giving ourselves grace. It’ll all get done eventually.

Whilst off from work for the Christmas holidays I will attempt to pen one final blog sometime between my lay-ins and settling in, to close out the year and tell you how I made it through the Christmas festivities, and if we finally managed to put up the Christmas tree. I do welcome the time off because my mind has been going a million miles an hour. Forever computing what needs to be done and how to achieve it. What needs to be bought or fixed and how to afford it. Case in point last Sunday, when we were going to attend church for the first time in almost 6 weeks. An involuntary lay-in threw the schedule off. I soon realized there was no way to make breakfast and get ready in an hour if we wanted to make it on time. In the end I chose my first ministry, my family. And so in an hour the table was set and a simple prayer offered up for our first official meal together as a family of 6. Bacon was the star of the event, there was a moment of happy tears by one and a time of silence-ish as the sounds of chewing and cutlery rang out through the room. We lived in that moment, not dwelling on all that was left to be done, or all the bags and boxes that surrounded us, but grateful for quality time and a meal together.

If you’ve made it this far,  you are properly a bit confused thinking a single mom, with a husband??? Something isn’t adding up. 🥴As stated earlier so much has changed since the last blog. I’m no longer a single mom, but a mom with a blended family. As if life wasn’t already complex I leveled up! Just like before I want to share my journey with you and so, soon this blog name will change…until then…

Thank you as always for reading my muse or inspiring ramble. If you want to check us out in between the blog posts, give us a follow on IG @inspiredsinglemum or thewillis2.0

Until next time I love you but God loves you most. Have an amazing Christmas Holiday with your family and friends and a blessed 2026!!!

Besos😘