Alone - Over 40 - With Little Ones

Well here I am again. I never would have imagined that I would be my age with babies and doing this all alone, again. My happy ever after, this second time around was sad from the start. Though the love life was not filled with much love, the result was, not one, but two babies, born 9 months apart. Believe me, I was extremely fertile. Now it's utterly impossible to have two babies born in the same calendar year that are not twins, right? Not. Even with birth control, breast feeding, rare intimate moments and everything else, he's here. Now, don't get me wrong. I love these little ones. They keep me going, sometimes literally, but when you're a professional working Mom with an older college age child worrying about internships, the 14 year gap makes me wonder how did I make a repeat mistake in choosing a partner...again. I wasn't in my twenties. I wasn't desperate. I really thought I laid the foundation to have a life long partner. But, needless to say, something went wildly astray...and so did he. Through it all, I've been blessed to be back in the work force with a position that allows me to live by the ol' Black Woman mantra...thank God I can take care of me and mine.