Lately I’ve been taking two or three of my young nieces (well, really they’re my fiance’s nieces, not mine yet) to daily Mass on my way home from work. The girls wear dresses, but I look like a total scrag in jeans and a polo- my work attire- and am not wearing my engagement ring since it is a safetly hazard at work. By the time I get off work and can make it to their house to pick them up, I can barely get there in time for the Gospel. Basically, my attire and tardiness make an embarassing combination, and people probably think I’m a total mess. I am still new at the parish, so I get mistaken for a single mom. “Are they yours?”
Now maybe I just don’t read into it that much because I don’t carry that stigma of being a single parent, but most of them mainly just seem excited to see some young people at daily Mass, even if the ‘mom’ looks like she just went rolling in a pile of dirt and can’t get her kids out the door on time… and yes, even if she appears to be a single mom.
I think some of the anti-single-parent sentiment is grossly exaggerated (though not entirely imagined). I have noticed that singles parents tend to band together, divorced and remarried families hang together, and happily married families have their group, too. My parents, married once and forever, have a handful of friends who were or have since divorced, some who have remarried, and others who for one reason or another are single parents, but they do tend to do more things with other married or remarried couples. I think it’s more of a draw to commonality than a purposeful exclusion- kind of like black people tend to all sit at the same table in the lunchroom.