I got into parenting as a single parent. I adopted my kids alone knowing that being their mom, and not being a Peace Corps Volunteer [which I've also been!] would be "the toughest job I'll ever love." When I made the decision to trust God and move to a small town I never thought I'd want to live in, to leave the career I loved, I knew the best part would be my Mom would be nearby. When we found a house to rent just walking distance from her home I thought for sure it was a God-thing.
The difference in our lives from having a second adult around is amazing! Not only am I able to homeschool B because Grandma is there when I'm not, but it's another adult to have dinner with or to sit and watch a movie with me or the kids. It's someone to share running the errands with. It's a lesson in responsibility for my kids to honor their commitments to her to help with yard work and other chores.
It was hard to admit I needed this help, but thankfully I prayed for a solution. God heard. He answered. I followed.