5-Year-Old Mother?

Courtesy of:  2Spare.com

Lina Medina (born September 27, 1933 in Paurange, Peru) gave birth at the age of 5 years, 7 months and 21 days and is the youngest confirmed mother in medical history. This world record is closely followed by a similar case in Russia.

Lina was brought to a hospital by her parents at the age of 5 years because of increasing abdominal size. She was originally thought to have had a tumor, but her doctors determined she was in the seventh month of pregnancy. There was never evidence that Lina Medina’s pregnancy occurred in any but the usual way, but she never revealed the father of the child, nor the circumstances of her impregnation. She refuses interviews.

Are you undatable?

After being in a five-year relationship and taking a well-deserved break, I’m contemplating re-entering the dating scene.

Part of me says yes–the hopeless romantic part, the one that thinks with the heart. The other part of me, however, says heck naw! That would be the more logical part, the part that thinks with the head. The part that always wins. Well, not always, but for the sake of argument, play along. You promised, remember?

At this point, I’m not dating material. Or, girlfriend material. Not wifey material, either. So, I’ve deemed myself undatable. (Undatable is not officially a word, unless you’re officially…well, undatable…and I am, so it is…lol).

Now there’s nothing terribly wrong with me. No, I’m not perfect. Yes, I have my quirks. Everyone does, even if they don’t admit to them. I do. Actually, I have a thing about admitting my imperfections. I kind of get off on it, actually. I’m weird like that.

But why am I so undatable?

(1) I hate the dating scene. I’d much rather have a c-section without anesthesia than go out on date with different man every Saturday night. And, I hate all the pre-date drama that goes along with it. The planning. The gussying up. The being “on” of it all. And, especially, the hiding the date from my teen-aged son. I hate lying to him. I much prefer when the relationship gets to feel like your favorite pair of worn-out sneakers–that’s when it’s good and comfortable. That’s what I want, but I can’t get there without dating and since I’m not ready, I’m undatable.

(2) I kind of like the single life. I love being in a relationship; don’t get me wrong. But I’ve earned the right to be self-fish and just do me. Plus, I’m kind of enjoying getting re-acquainted with the person I unintentionally lost in my last relationship. She’s kind of interesting and pretty cool. I’d forgotten just how much, so I’m undatable.

(3) Dating requires compromise, I’m not ready to do that yet, so I’m undatable. Right now, if I don’t feel like watching a violent action flick or I don’t want to make my bed up, it’s not affecting anyone else but me. And, if I meet a so-called “good man” that’s 40 and financially insecure with an less than stellar work history, he doesn’t even register on the old date-o-meter. So, because I’ve rediscovered my pickiness (I know, I know…I can’t help it) and refuse to lower my standards or compromise, I’m undatable.

Plus, there’s a really gratifying sense of freedom in singlehood–even single motherhood, especially in single motherhood.

Being undatable is not a bad thing. No ma’am it’s not. Actually, it can be the very best thing in the world for you, your child and your future mate. After being a relationship of any significance, it’s always best to take a breather and rediscover one’s self. What do you like, love and not really care for about yourself? Are you happy with your station in life? Is there room for improvement?

I haven’t answered all the questions myself, which means I’m not ready. So, until I am, I’ll remain undatble and happily so:)

But the question is how undatable are you? Why?

Single Parent Adoption

Single parenthood isn’t something that comes highly recommended. In fact, I wouldn’t recommended it for most people.

And, throw in single parenthood adoption and most might think that it is an invitation to drama. And, you would be right–partly, that is. The other part would be dead wrong.

So, why am I –as a single mother–considering “inviting” drama into my life. Well, the answer is really simple and really complex. First, I absolutely love being a mother–there is no greater reward than loving a child –through good and bad times–and being loved back unconditionally. Second, I’m not ready to give up my title as mother. Though I can’t physically have any more children, my biological clock is a tickin’, if you know what I mean. Third, motherhood gives me a sense of purpose that I can’t get from a job or a relationship with a mate. Fourth, I love children and want more; in fact, I’ve always wanted to have six (6) kids or more. Fifth, I feel that I’m at a point in my life that I can give a child, especially a child with special needs, (that is, one that has been abused by their biological parent(s) and, as a consequence, has severe emotional and behaviorial issues) love, comapassion and a safe and secure home.

So, this week, I initiated the process and expressed interest in three children: two siblings and another non-related child. Today, I received a referral and some other related information on the process, which can take 4-6 months, just to become approved.

I’m not naive to child abuse or emotional and physical behavioral problems. I’ve dealt one-on-one with children with severe emotional trauma–so I’m not scared of the challenge. I’ve seen a few of these children–with love and attention–develop into productive people, and I was glad that I was a part of their lives when they needed me. Additionally, I was a troubled child with emotional issues that developed into a productive person, so I know what the right love and attention can do to someone’s life.

I’m not sure what the future will hold–but I know that I am doing the right thing.

And, my fifteen-year-old son is excited about possibly expanding our family.

If you are a single parent that has adopted a child/ren or know someone that has, please feel free to share your/their experiences.

Peace, love and blessings,
Ms. No Single Mama Drama