So, Tom left. He walked out and left me with a 3-month-old baby, a house and a dog. There’s no nice way to say that or write that, but that’s the truth. It wasn’t my choice and I worked so hard to get him to stay but he’s 30 years old and I can’t make him do anything. It’s taken me a while to feel ready to write about it as I am inevitably hurting like hell, but when I started this blog I promised to be open and honest. The truth is I didn’t set out to be a single parent, it