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Script My Life: Single Moms Club

My desire is to raise a healthy, responsible human being...



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...who won't need a shrink, go to jail or end up in the grave (untimely). January disease and the scorching African weather had me indoors over the weekend. Honestly, I'm nothing but nonchalant.

Staying indoors gave me time to watch television. In between naps and sharing the remote with my nine year old, I found time to watch a few good flicks. One that spoke to me is Tyler Perry's 'Single Moms Club'. I had watched it twice before however this time I felt a strong connection to the story line.

I have never made it a secret about the challenges of being a parent, single and raising a child on my own. God has been good to me that members of my family have supported me. During the hardest times, they backed me financially. I have a wonderful cousin who made the early stages of motherhood bearable as I was a complete headless chicken. Tyler Perry has always understood me, he somehow scripts my life in his screenplays.

The movie which premiered back in 2015, stars Tyler Perry himself, Amy Smart, Nia Long, Eddie Cibrian, William Levy, Wendi McLendon-Covey, Cocoa Brown, Terry Crews, and Zulay Henao. The movie is about five single mothers who meet their children's teacher after detention for misconduct. The women have different backgrounds and stories as to what led them to be single parents. The teacher decides to assign the mothers to organising the school's fundraising dance.

Now in femaledom, cattiness and mean girls don't end in high school or Love and Hip Hop, in mummy hood it's there. There is Leah who is a tough, mother of three from the hood. She and ambitious, Jen who had a child under an anonymous sperm donor bump heads. May is the writer at a local newspaper, while Hillary is the clueless newly divorced mum of three. Esperanza is the divorcee with a controlling ex husband.

The women don't start off well. But with each woman you can see their many challenges of trying to balance work, their kids and life itself. The women agree to meet up at Hillary's place. Leah is the first to arrive to see a helpless Hillary trying to put her baby to sleep. Leah offers her assistance whilst giving Hill some tough love. The other women arrive and all sit down to a bottle of wine.

Each woman then shares her daily struggles and how they could use some help.  They form the 'Single Moms Club' to help ease one another's burdens by taking turns to watch over the children. The other women go out to have a good time and in the process, find love again.

Each woman is part of my own script, well except Esperanza. I don't have a hot, possessive ex. But I share Leah, Jen and May's struggles. 

Scene with Nia Long, Amy Smart, Zulay Henao and Cocoa Brown, on Single Moms club

 

Raise your glasses if you are a mother and giving it your all to raise your children!

Cheers!

P.S. : Always write your own love story.

Lady E

Ciao!

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