Single Mother Novels & Stories

April read out loud. It was a poem written by her daughter ages ago. April's heart clenched as her eyes scanned the note to read the lines penned by her daughter. My mother is... I'm sure I've heard it all. My mother is strong. She broke the stereotype of being a single mother. My mother is resilient. She raised me alone and did one hell of a job. I have medals and enough straight As to attest to that. My mother is smart. I have never had to worry about money.

she whispered in my ear before pulling back with a discreet smile. Marcos might not know it, but he had a huge family that cared deeply for him. He whispered something to the boy, who grinned widely before shyly hiding his teeth. “Your son is beautiful,” I murmured to Carla, still watching the two exchange secrets. “He’s wonderful, but I couldn’t do it without these people,” she said, explaining what Marcos hadn’t last night. “Being a mom is already tough, but being a single mom? You have no idea. I’ve always worked away, but working and raising that little guy takes everything out of me. If it weren’t for the people in this town, I wouldn’t know how to survive a month, let alone five years.

There I was, twenty-nine years old, three beautiful children and divorced. Who would want me now? I had always dreamt of being a mum and a wife, one of those 1940’s wives you would see in the movies. I loved my family life, looking after my three babies, helping them with homework, cooking and cleaning while the children were at school and having a nice hot meal ready on the table for when my husband got home. Everything seemed perfect, that was until I stumbled across emails, I clearly was not meant to find….

"Hehe, you've figured it out." Emily playfully twirled a strand of her hair before adopting a serious tone. "Actually, you can look at this matter from a multifaceted perspective. For example, you own a small company now. While you may not be filthy rich, you don’t have to worry about your basic needs and you can afford to hire help and provide for your children. But now, imagine an ordinary working woman from an average family background, education, and job skills, who’s in the midst of building her career. For her, being a single mother presents a tremendous challenge. Besides, don't you find nurturing a baby into an adult incredibly rewarding?"

"I'll be there," I promised her. "Is there something in the sky that I need to know about? A UFO? A plane crash? The apocalypse?" Say the apocalypse. That way, I don't have to babysit tomorrow. Her answer came somber and out of the blue. "You know...since I had the baby, I haven't been dreaming anymore," she croaked out, still staring at the sky. "I spend my days either working or with Gravity.". And I adore her. I truly do. But single motherhood is the most solitary existence there is. Between her care, attending to her needs, working, cleaning up, cooking, and washing dishes, I barely have time to think. It's so exhausting that by the time my head actually r

- But Dad, I've embarrassed you. - You're not the first and you won't be the last single mother in this world. We wish things were different for you, that they weren't so difficult. You've always been so responsible! But if that's the case, we'll face it. You won't drop out of college. More than ever, you need to grow up in life to take care of your child. You're going to be a single mother. Your responsibility is huge. We're going to help you, and even if it's hard, everything will be fine. Melissa was already crying and soon spoke to my parents:

Up until now, she cannot even say frank enough that Damian is hers. II “Congratulations my Unico Hijo, you never fail to make me proud of you!” Carolina Monaro embraced her son with so much happiness. She will never regret standing firm to raise him, even alone. Yes, Carolina Monaro is a single mom. A fierce yet loving Mom as her son Wilgreg would always describe her.

I forced out. I'm so tired of everyone treating me like I might break and acting as if I was a teenager. "You can't go around sleeping with men because you're lonely, Kaysen Yasmin. You need to grow up and get a more suitable job fit for a young single mother. You're not going to find a father for Cora at a strip club," my mom exclaimed.

She crossed her legs and sighed. “Geez, I really thought I could ask you a favor but I guess it’s hopeless now. I’ll just hire someone else to take care of him while I’m gone.” She stood up and was about to leave. Karina did not know this woman but she felt somewhat bad for her because she was a single mother who was also a career woman. The thought of leaving her son alone must be devastating for her yet no one was willing to help her to take care of him temporarily while she was gone.

Just stay right here beside me. For the mothers who watched them, it looked very romantic, including for Meili, who saw all that from a distance with a burning feeling of jealousy. According to her, that woman didn't deserve Regan, she was just a simple woman who didn't have anything, but instead got a life. As for her, she is nothing more than a pathetic woman who has many wounds. As she was about to get closer to her students, her cell phone rang loudly, a phone call from her mother-in-law. She sighed heavily. Meili could already guess what this vicious woman would say to her.