My Twin boys will be 4 in less than a month. It is inevitable that they will ask. They will ask the question that haunts me. They will ask about their father.
I have made poor choices in my life, and I have finally gotten to a point where I have stopped making excuses. I am finally owning up to them. Sometimes I wonder when Jerry Springer is going to call and ask me to be on the show. No, my kids father is not my cousin. Bottom line, I’m not perfect. My life, at times, can be a bit chaotic to say the least. I try everyday to make sense out of this chaos. I’m growing. I’m learning.
To be as brief as possible…I am a single mother. The children’s father lives on the east coast. He changed all contact information when I was 9 months pregnant and had moved back home to Indiana. It took the courts 3 years to find him and issue child support. He has made it perfectly clear that he wants NOTHING to do with MY children. Basically, I wanted them, I can raise them. He has no idea what they look like and doesn’t want to know. As harsh as this may sound, maybe it’s the best thing he could have said. He really couldn’t have said it any clearer and made me understand any better.
But, well, now what? How am I supposed to explain this to my children? Is there a right answer? I suppose maybe…a little. The right answer would be any that doesn’t make my children feel like they have done anything wrong. There are times when I think, “couldn’t I just tell them he is dead”…I know STUPID STUPID idea, but, I really cant help some of the thoughts that enter into this head of mine.
They WILL ask. It’s in our nature to want to know where we come from. I’ve read that you should keep it simple and honest. This makes sense. I get that. You almost have to try and figure out a way to get into that four year old head “hmm, if I were four years old what answer would satisfy me, what answer would make me feel the least crummy?”
The truth is, it’s okay to not know the answer. It’s okay to throw your hands in the air and say I DON’T KNOW. It doesn’t make you a bad mother. I have googled the holy heck out of this topic because I needed advice. I admitted that I didn’t know what to say about my children’s absent father. What it comes down to, and what I mentioned earlier is keep it brief, honest and simple. “Aidan, Dylan, your fathers name is (whatever). He lives far away and is unable to see you.” Something like that, maybe. What can I say, I’m still working on it.
The key is to not be unkind and say negative and hurtful things about this man. As much as we may hate it, our kids are genetically connected to this man. Never let them hear you bash their father. Save this for your journal.
I’m not so much writing this to give advice. Im writing this because maybe there is someone out there that needs to know they are not alone. Don’t beat yourself up. Surround your children with love and good role models. Keep your head up, you’ll get through this. WE will get through this, together.









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