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choosing single motherhoodMost women’s journey to motherhood begins with a trip to the bedroom. Mine began with a trip to my parents’ basement. Unfortunately, it’s not nearly as kinky as that sounds.

While visiting my parents, I spied a pile of nostalgia on a dusty shelf downstairs: old photos, yearbooks, and my senior year psychology project. I think the project was supposed to be a sketch of our lives from birth to death, but hand a bunch of adolescents an assignment like this, and you’re just asking for a suburban girl’s mash-up of Sex in the City meets Cinderella, complete with magazine cut-outs of wedding dresses and beaus-to-be. I didn’t think of myself as overly boy-crazy back then. I certainly didn’t keep bridal clippings in my nightstand like some of my friends, but I was raised on Disney princesses, too. I knew how life was supposed to work out.

  • Step 1: Go to a top-ranked college. Get a degree in some glamorous major that will inevitably lead you to step two.
  • Step 2: Get settled in a fab career. Look good doing it (learn to wear glass slippers, or at least heels and suits with short skirts). Make a small fortune so you can achieve step three.
  • Step 3: Settle down and flaunt your independence. Get your finances in order. Buy a condo. Buy a house. Buy a closet like Carrie Bradshaw (really, who needs the rest?). Knowing you’re capable of step three will assure that you won’t settle when it comes to the all-important step four.
  • Step 4: Find a husband. Better yet, have him find you. Make him work for it. (After all, this is the teenage dream/Disney romance version, and I don’t recall Snow White whoring herself out on forty-five dating sites.) Once you’re adequately wooed, get married and move on to making whoopee—the only way you ever thought of getting to step five.
  • Step 5: Start a family.

    Have a kid. Have six. Get a nanny. Get a dog. It’s all good, because you and Prince Charming are in it together.

    Throw in a picket fence, and call it a day (or 18-25 years). Then kick up your feet and wait for grandbabies. That’s all that’s left before step six: kicking the bucket. (Retirement and life after kids wasn’t exactly fathomable to my teenage self.)

Perusing the pages I’d so proudly assembled at eighteen, I laughed at how naïve I was. I did get into a good school, but did not become the next Diane Sawyer. I never learned to wear heels, nor would I ever want a job now that would require them. The closet like Carrie’s kind of came, but it’s stuffed with hoodies and jeans in all sizes from fit to fat. Those first three steps aren’t exactly what I had in mind in high school, but I’m okay with the changes I made as I went along.

What never changed was my desire to reach steps four and five. I gave up the dream of bumping into Mr. Right, or even Mr. Big, and falling instantly in love. I came to grips with the fact I’d have to work for it. I’d have to put myself out there…and here…oh, and over there, too. I might not have exhausted all avenues, but I eventually exhausted myself. And time. Lots of time.

You can joke all you want about biological clocks tick-tocking away. But when it’s slowly becoming your reality, it’s a little less funny. So what’s a woman perpetually stuck on step three to do? Throw herself into her career, her home, her passions? Check. One master’s degree, one townhouse, two trips abroad, and four novels later, and guess what? I never forgot about those last few steps. I’m still on the lookout for my prince, but I’m also ready to move on.

Recently I took the first official step to becoming a single mother by choice. But my journey really began years ago, maybe even before I wrote that psychology project, when I decided that being a mother and raising a child was something I was meant to do, wanted to do, no matter what else came and went in my life. Maybe Prince Charming will never come. Or maybe he’ll come when I least expect it. Or maybe he’s already come (pun only partially intended) in the form of a donor willing to help me with this next step. But to mangle the words of Langston Hughes, I ain’t got no crystal ball, “But I won’t set down on the steps/’Cause I finds it’s kinder hard…/For I’se still goin’, honey, I’se still climbing’”

Even if it means skipping steps.

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Thanks to Sarah and Evanthia, I’ll be posting twice a month, on the second and fourth Mondays. Please check back, and feel free to ask if there’s a particular aspect of this journey you’d like to hear more about. I look forward to sharing my new adventure with you all here!

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12 thoughts on “Choosing Single Motherhood

  1. Very nicely written!! I commend you for following all of your dreams and embracing the fact that life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan, but that doesn’t mean life isn’t amazing. Best of luck to you!

  2. There is a passage from the Old Testament ( Ecclesiastes, I think) that says something like “the greatest runners and the greatest heroes don’t always win races and battles..There are many accounts of battles in which a decided underdog pulls off an upset victory using a unique and unconventional strategy –what might be called : A Sacred Strategy..—good luck on your journey and your Sacred Strategy. ——— I love you and am very proud of you..

  3. Congratulations Lauren! And welcome aboard!! I look forward to learning more about you. Where are you in your motherhood journey– expecting or is baby already here?

    1. Thanks, Michelle! I’m excited to be part of the blog! I’m just starting the trying to conceive stage, so I’ll be writing about the process for anyone else thinking of going this route or just interested in another mom-to-be’s journey.
      : )

  4. You Go, Girl! I love your warrior spirit! Though we are the authors of our own journeys, the mystery is always in where the path will take us. It’s rarely the trip we planned, but oh, what an adventure!

  5. Lauren,
    Congratulations first for joining the MM team! They are lovely ladies!
    Its great to hear about your journey into motherhood! It’s truly gods greatest gift! I am convinced that nothing is more important to raising a happy, healthy & kind child than the unconditional love of a devoted parent!
    I wish you many new blessings to come in your journey into motherhood!!

  6. Lauren
    Good foe you. You will make a wonderful mom. I look forward to following your journey on this blog. I loved being a mom and now love being a Grammy.

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