“Mummy I’m hungry”
“Yeah ok just grab a packet of chips and eat that for now!”, said the little boy’s mother who was running late for work.
“Mummy aren’t I late for school?”
“Just wait by the door, I’ll be there in a minute”. She was still putting on her make-up. She needed to always look great.
“Mummy, where is daddy?”, asked the little boy from the backseat of the car.
“Your father is not living with us anymore okay?” She didn’t need a man in her life anyway.
“Mummy, are you picking me up from school today?”, asked the child as they got to the school.
“No the babysitter will. I’m going out this Friday night remember?” She was going to meet this new guy she had met on Tinder.
“Be good at school sweetie”.
As she looked at her son walking away, she wondered if she was doing the right thing. Then she thought of what people had expected of her.
She always had full support of being a working single mother and after the separation, her friends said that she “needed to get a life” then made her go out partying and drinking.
At first she wasn’t comfortable leaving her young son at home or when she’d return to him drunk, or when she was too hungover the next day to take care of him. However after a while, their mantra: “You deserve this! Go and enjoy!”, became hers too.
But all this seemed to make her life complicated somehow. She thought about her own lovely mother. Perhaps life was much simpler back then.
Looking at her watch brought her attention back to the present.
Quickly she drove away.
She needed to get to work on time.
What do you think? Pseudo feminism? Please comment below.
Each Wednesday PECKAPALOOZA provides a great writing prompt. Check it out. This week’s is “expectation”.