Category: Mia

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BITCH!

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazlett 4/29/14 I've heard over and over, you have choices. It's true. I've heard over and over, there are consequences to your choices. It's true. And the other day I heard, "there are no rewards."I hung up from that conversation and began to cry because I realized, there are no rewards for… Continue reading BITCH!

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Man Up!

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazlett 2/5/14 “Get some balls”.  I here this all the time.  I'm not male bashing, just once again trying to wrap my mind around this “new age” man.  I’ve sometimes heard this combined with the phrase, “stop acting like a girl”. Hmm…really gotta let that sink in.  I just don’t understand how… Continue reading Man Up!

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She’s Head of the Household

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazlett 2/4/14   I posed this question on Facebook and in a few conversations at work and other conversations some weeks ago. “Question to my single moms out there, say you had your own place, car, decent income to support yourself and children, would you consider a serious relationship with a man… Continue reading She’s Head of the Household

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The New House Game

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazlett 1/13/14 What do I hear when I hear my children play House and use their imaginations? I hear them use their imaginations when it comes to role-playing the man in their “house”. In my game, the man was an assumed role from my reality. My daughters use their imagination from an… Continue reading The New House Game

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Playing House

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazlett 1/11/14 When I was little, I used to play house. Sometimes I played with my friends, sometimes alone. I had my little baby dolls and there was a father and mother. There was never a doubt about marriage, that was just obvious. My husband and I would go to work and… Continue reading Playing House

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Growing Up

Single Professional Mother

By: Mia L. Hazett 1/10/14 A new year is here.  I was reading this blog the other day and couldn’t understand why I neglected it so much through 2013.  I came to realize it was because of growth.  The concept when I initiated this blog, was to focus on child-rearing with a no-nonsense approach.  When… Continue reading Growing Up

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Aleandra

Single Professional Mother

Aleandra 10/23/13 Baby, we’re having a baby. No that wasn’t right. In eight months, we’re going to be a family of five not four. This was still my favorite. Sean. I’m pregnant. Honest and straightforward. How was I going to tell my husband about this pregnancy?  Over the past two years we had grown separate… Continue reading Aleandra

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Margaret

Single Professional Mother

Margaret      “Yeah.  Give me about like an hour or two.”  I hung up with my assistant and struggled to open my eyes.  The pounding behind my right eye was not the way I wanted to start my day.  Not only was I starting my day like this, I’m pretty sure it’s how I ended… Continue reading Margaret