When my mom was 35, she decided she wanted a baby. No marriage, no man in her life, and no commitments. All she wanted was me. While we've had our ups and downs, I know how lucky I am to have her looking out for me. She is my best friend and the one person I can always count on.
Growing up with a single mom creates an incredibly unique, intense bond that only those in our situation might understand. There's a sense of sacrifice and dependency that goes into this type of relationship, where you're practically forced to rely on that bond, as you are all each other has. Even when you can't stand each other, you know you're going to get over it, no matter what.
For me, there were pros and cons to growing up with a single mother. Since I am all she has, she wants to talk to me at least three times a day, and of course, I oblige. Being as close as we are also makes it hard to establish boundaries. When I try to set them, it's difficult for her to understand why I even need them. Since I don't have siblings, she focuses all of her attention on me.
Beyond the negatives, there are so many positives. While I can't seek certain emotional support from my mom due to our different coping mechanisms, I know I can always rely on her, and she knows she can always rely on me. We both are well aware that we would do anything for the other person and will always be there if needed. In a way, she's both a mother and a girlfriend to me.
We get matching outfits or accessories whenever we go shopping together, and yes, we do wear them when we go out together. We once wore matching dresses, bags, and bracelets on the same day. When my mom told this to a friend, she responded jealously by saying that her daughter would never wear matching outfits with her. For us, it feels natural, and I love it.