I'm on my own with my dd (5 1/2) and have been since she was born. Things were incredibly tough for ages, but now they are (mostly) really very happy (save the usual frustrations - worse than crap ex, difficult social life, child care nightmares and so on).
We've reached a really lovely equilibrium. She is great company, and we have lots of fun. But we have achieved this via my struggle for space which means that she eats breakfast and draws while I frantically get ready for work; I doze in a bit later at the weekend while she pootles around (can hear her, and she would never touch anything sharp.hot); we see my friends (many who dont have kids) together; we may go and live abroad for a bit via my work. And we also dance around the house, and play stupid games and the housework comes waaay at the bottom of the list and I forget the milk and I taught her how to use my mobile in case something ever happened to me (so she would know what to do).
I guess I just wonder whether the other kids we know live like this. It seems normal and happy to me. but - i dont feel as though her life is like other kids. Its not as... organised and i'm not as... grown up.
Does this make any sense to anyone? Am i a terrible parent? Is she scarred for life?