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Single Mother by Choice. A Guide to Father’s Day

Posted on April 7, 2023May 3, 2023 by Translate Reality

Today is Father’s day! I plan to celebrate my own father, who is amazing, and my daughter will also celebrate his existence because today is Grandpa day too. Double fun! Are you a single mother by choice? Enjoy this hilarious and sarcastic explanation of a special day.

Single Mother By Choice

I am a single mother. By choice. What is that? Exactly as it sounds. I am a woman who decided that I wanted to become a parent. At that time, I did not have a partner to parent with. So I decided to do it on my own. I did my way. There are endless layers, from the ‘single mother’ part to the ‘by choice’ part, and all of the complexities that have come along with both.

There are many women who have opted to be parents and rock the journey solo. I know many of them personally and they have been a great inspiration to me. I was also a part of a wonderful online community during the process of trying to conceive a child; thousands of single women planning to become parents on their own. There are different methods, you could say, of achieving this new and ultra cool form of child creation. All are based on the same primal protocol of reproductive exercises however, in our current day and age, the options are quite vast. The nuclear family is not necessarily the dynamic of every family. In fact, it is in the evolution of dissolution from our expected social norms.

Biological Timelines

Women have a very small window of time that conception is socially acceptable, healthy, fun, feasible, etc. This truly gives us about 38 seconds of our reproductive prime time. If you’re too young, you won’t be ready and will live in your parents basement. If you’re too old, you will be so goddamn tired that your children will be your final demise. By some miracle, if you’re at a magical age where your biological clock, financial situation, psychological and physical health, as well as social circle, support systems and job security are finally perfect enough that you’re ‘ready’, for all intents and purposes, to have a child… then you better have a perfect relationship as well, right?

Wrong. We have a uterus. And options.

If everything else is intact from the above list, it’s go time. Or at least, that’s the story I told myself. And it really did work out perfectly.  If your beautiful little offspring was created through the process of artificial insemination and/or donor, you will likely want to explain it to them for fear they notice at some point. Here is my suggestion on the appropriate manner to explain a complex genetic process to a sweet little donor offspring. Aka a child. I have not experimented with this on my own child yet but I plan to, and yes, I have a therapist on retainer for her in case this backfires.

The perfect single mother by choice explanation

“Hi Sweetie. *kiss kiss* I’m happy to tell you how you were conceived. First, I love you. Here is how it went down. Your paternal genetics were cryo-shipped to a beautiful palace, similar to the Magic Kingdom, called a fertility clinic. He arrived in a small, cold tube of goo. It resembled many of the gooey things that you’ve sneezed out recently, except the goo was backed by testosterone-mediated dominance. I kept him on ice for quite a long time because he was small, easy to store and very quiet. It also prepared his internal systems for the arctic temperatures of Canada that he would surely feel once incarnation occurred (that’s you kiddo). It was a beautiful start to our relationship. I didn’t feel instantly bonded however I knew the merger would flourish when the time was right.

Father’s Day. Paternal Selection Process

I selected your specific paternal genetics based on many other options and he was the champion of an embryonic competition of Olympic calibre. It was a glorious moment for the Y. I felt ambivalent about how strong he truly was because speed and power were at the top of the priority list for conception. Due to this ambivalence, I ordered multiple copies of him and ensured that he would arrive with a minimum of 25,000 of his closest friends. He was very popular and so are you Sweetie.

Important details

I can tell you SO much about him. I do not know his name, nor did I see any of his body parts. He was, however, free of congenital illnesses and had never contracted an STI. He was a medical marvel and I knew he would be the beginning of a reproductive odyssey that would culminate in the most beautiful, unique and loving manifestation of reality that I had ever seen. Twas’ all true. Every prediction. He had many fascinating features that I know you would be enthralled by, such as a tail and a determination you wouldn’t believe. He was a ‘go against the grain’ type of composition. An upstream kinda guy.

Connections

Just like you, he was incredibly strong and in terms of athletics, he was a swimmer comparable to Michael Phelps. In all his microscopic glory, he and I began the merger in a chromosomal party that would create the most magnificent being; you! The party was a BYOS type occasion and thus, only the two of us were invited. During the party, I spent most of my time focusing on relaxation, excitement for your future and ignoring whatever else was happening.

Thawing your paternal genetics was a fast process, although he had been cold and small for so very long. He gave in quickly to warmth, which pleased me. Once the party really began, I was given a solid twenty minutes to nap. It was my best party trick. I have no idea where he was at that point however I bet the scene was challenging. It was likely a triathlon of heads, tails and panic. I took that time, as your paternal swimmer fought for his microscopic life, to do a handstand in the office where the party was held. Because gravity. He appreciated my hands-on assistance and I think most men do. You are so very perfect because the genomic communion began on such exciting, inverted terms.

A beautiful result

He now exists in his greatest form ever. He has reached maximum potential and I am grateful to him every single day. His former tail has been outgrown and he now conquers this physical realm as a double helix of magnificence that we call You. I am deeply appreciative of his skill set, generosity, Y chromosome and contribution to your phenotypic perfection.

In reality, every day is a celebration of him because you are the most beautiful creation either of us has ever been a part of. Any questions Sweetie? Love you. *kiss kiss*”

Do you know any single mothers by choice?
Do you think this explanation is appropriate for a toddler? Asking for a friend…

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I did yoga this morning with my eight week old pup I did yoga this morning with my eight week old puppy. It reminded me of the beautiful days that I would do Yoga in the morning with my toddler, crawling around underneath me, over top of me and periodically trying her own downward dog.
This yoga practice today was also beautiful except for the lack of downward dog, which was shocking given there was a real life dog there to observe the example of downward dog. And the biting at my arms, neck, face hair and head was slightly challenging, particularly in a headstand.  I did enjoy the kisses and the snuggles. I did not enjoy that this practice occurred at 4 AM.

Toven…I love you little buddy but sometimes teamwork doesn’t make the dream work. It just doesn’t. 😂🐶💞
The story of how this happened is beyond what I ca The story of how this happened is beyond what I can even discuss at this point. In a series of unfortunate events, moving the Boler just a few feet went really badly. Sometimes, use a jack so that you can fit a jack under the trailer and then a third jack and then the first jack is stuck. So then you have to use the third jack to go back down again to get the first jack out. Then you get that out and everything is crooked. So then you put the jack back in and put in a different spot. And then the front deck decides that it’s going to lay down for no reason.
We do not lay down. What the hell are you doing, Boler. I have fixed you 475,000 times and I will fix you again. Right after I fixed my bruised ego and my sadness and the slice in my finger. The amount of things that I did to try to get this damn trailer out of its stuck position is like a series of tragic towing failures by the village idiot.  It’s fine. I’m fine.
I have never seen such a good puppy. I have never I have never seen such a good puppy. I have never seen such a trainable dog. But yesterday I saw something that I truly did not expect, and it was more shocking than both the well-behaved and seemingly smarter than me pup.

My daughter was in a pool that had no water in it - just in the yard. It was an empty blowup pool with a dinosaur head on it. The best fucking pool. As you can see, I’m starting to speak about this as a past entity in my life. 

My daughter had another pool toy in the waterless pool. Toven was sitting on the deck where he is in this picture. My kiddo decided to have a full on brawl with her blowup mermaid tail while inside the waterless swimming pool. I thought nothing of it, but she started kicking and squealing, and suddenly something extremely shocking happened. My eight week old puppy went fucking ballistic.

He started barking for the first time in his life and then he destroyed the pool like it was a piece of tissue paper. First, he decided to eat the pool. Then he went for the mermaid tail. This is when total chaos ensued and I stepped in. I pulled out both little ones, one crying and one desperately trying to save the crying one, even though the crying one is crying because of the other one.

At the end of it all the pool is dead. The kid is safe. The dog’s protective instinct is like nothing I have ever seen in my life. I think I can fix the pool with some tape but more than that, I am keeping this dog with me every single time I take my kid anywhere near actual water. Omf that dinosaur head didn’t stand a chance.

Because wow. WOW. This was the first time I had heard Toven bark.  He lets out little squeaks, but this was a bark.  There was a warning bark. And when my daughter did not cease her fake out playing with the mermaid tail in the pool that had no water in it, search and rescue instinct in him flicked on like a lightbulb and damn. Just damn.

I hope I can fix the dinosaur pool but wow, was that ever worth it.

The mermaid tail survived the attack. Shockingly.
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He’s extremely busy. I tried to capture all of his activities however there is just no space for that much content.

He’s so tied up all the time with his busy schedule that I was able to snap a few pics like the paparazzi, but as you can see, he is moving at a pace that I could only have ever dreamed to move at.
Slow down, Tovester Oven. Don’t hurt yourself buddy. ❤️🐶
Toven has made it clear he does not wish to be ins Toven has made it clear he does not wish to be inside the house when there is CLEARLY an outside that doesn’t go away. Like never. It’s always there. Why the f would he sleep on a carpet when there is oregano to sleep in.
I started building him a little outdoor condo yesterday. Shade. A snowy respite. Place for the kid to paint on the walls. A grow into me house.
I will post another photo when he is full grown and we’ll see if the grow into me house worked out. Could be more of a find your own adventure house where “reverse” becomes a critical skill for the Tovster Oven. ❤️🐶 Back er on up little guy! 🥰
I’ve been working on a big project and I have to I’ve been working on a big project and I have to say, I am so grateful for all of the people who have helped me and are encouraging me in this project.🙏
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I then told my vision to my trusted colleague, ChatGPT. My colleague wrote me a training plan with multiple modules on how to learn various forms of new software. The software I needed to make my idea become a real thing needed a Super computer. A mega computer. A mega machine built specifically to make this idea a real fucking thing.
I explained my idea to my brother and because he had some spare time on his hands, he built me a super computer by hand, and installed a huge amount of processing power, multiple fans, cool colors, and a whole bunch of stuff that I don’t understand. He named it the AI powerhouse and set up the mega workstation. Please see pictures of my with the AI powerhouse in action.
He told me it was like advanced Lego. I mean, I want to validate that, but I’ve done a lot of Lego and especially recently I’ve been doing Lego and there’s no possibility on earth I could figure out how to build a computer or even a Lego computer. I could not even build a pretend computer out of giant block sized Lego let alone build a real computer and feel like it’s Lego.

The biggest thanks to my bro for making me the dope’s computer I’ve ever seen 🤖  @swizzulaunt
I am just a few steps away from finishing this bea I am just a few steps away from finishing this beautiful table. I don’t think I’ve ever done the table that was so complex and I had to be so careful. It was wonderful and the marbling goes 360° around the table with a splash across the top. I am not sure what kind of wood it is, but it is very solid. I’m guessing Oak based on my lower back pain from bringing it up and down the stairs. 😝 
It’s 27“ x 27“ and a height of 23 inches. The table includes new sealant that is weather resistant, a darker shaded stain to add depth to the table and two weeks worth of layering of epoxy resin.
Please let me know if you are interested if not, thank you for reading !! 🖤🤍
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I will have:
- planters
- jars (smalls, medium, large, apple jars)
- bowls
- skulls and rock n roll hands 
- frogs, octopus, lizards
- coffee tables (3)
- platters, serving trays
- lighter holder, herb grinder
- coasters (so many)
- immortalized alcohol
- 100 things I’ve forgotten

June 8th - I’d love to see you. Please come 🥰
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Toven’s first day and things I’ve learned about him.
First, he’s hungry. He’s really hungry. If there is food out, that food gets eaten. Don’t just leave food out. Bye bye food.
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Toven went to the trailer first to kick back at the campground. He had a nice nap there.
Then we went back to the city where he slept on the floor the entire time. One speed bump woke him up. He moved. Then back to sleep.
He played and then went in his house and fell asleep. He ate. Slept. Woke up at 5am. Went bananas outside for 1 hour. Discovered Mila’s garden and 6inch fence. Got stuck behind it…took a nap.
Mastered the fence. Got off the deck. Can’t get on because back legs weigh 400lbs in comparison to body. Needs help (that’s me). Ran kind of like a cow might run. Like a gallop. Cutest run. It’s like watching a small dinosaur leap. He loves to lay between my legs. And have a nap.
Came inside after 1 hour and ate. No maybes. He knows where that food is. So smart.
So then he had a nap in his house. Then on the floor. Then half under the couch. Darn - he doesn’t quite fit.
He definitely grew over night.  Definitely.
Toven ❤️ Day 1 so successful. He’s napping now. This IG post was so tiring for him.
Welcome beautiful Beethoven 🐶❤️ Welcome beautiful Beethoven 🐶❤️
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I’m ready. It’s time. Been a while that I’ve I’m ready.
It’s time.
Been a while that I’ve been petless (minus my kid).
So I adopted a grizzly bear and he comes home to us tomorrow ❤️
A beautiful friend of mine asked if I could make a A beautiful friend of mine asked if I could make a set for her. Coasters with a matching jar. Here is how it turned out. 🌼 I always find that my custom orders turn out the best because I feel the sense of love for the other person as I am creating a piece for them. I’m so happy to have had the opportunity to create.
I will be at three markets this summer with all of the things that I have created, including coasters, jars, tables, and all sorts of fun things.
Please let me know if you’d like to order a custom set like this of anything that I make. It always brings joy to my heart to create something specific for someone just like I did here for this beautiful person that I feel so much love for. ❤️

Sidebar: lesser known information about Nadia - the composer and pianist who wrote the song in this video, @ludovico_einaudi  is my favourite musician of all time. This music has gotten me through hard moments, happy moments, peaceful moments and hopeful moments. This song was my alarm clock for all of my 30s while I battled and faced so much struggle. Now I listen to it and see a beautiful creation and even the music seems to have evolved in my heart.
Always go to carnivals with your bestie and your c Always go to carnivals with your bestie and your child. Send them on rides. Feel the love.
Jars. 🏺 #winnipegepoxy Jars. 🏺 
#winnipegepoxy
This art is not coming with me to the markets this This art is not coming with me to the markets this summer. My first summer market is June 8 at the Breezy Oak Tavern in Beausejour.
Everything that you see in the video is staying here at the Winnipeg headquarters. It’s ready and it’s on its way out. Please let me know if you are interested in anything and custom orders are accepted. For the most part. So far anyway all custom orders have been reasonable and nobody has ordered a real elephant or an epoxy floor.

Send me a message if you’re interested! All of these pieces are priced to sell. 👍
Goal. Set up a gazebo in less than one minute. Tod Goal. Set up a gazebo in less than one minute.
Today: two minutes. Four seconds.
Moving the epoxy factory to the Boler so I can set Moving the epoxy factory to the Boler so I can set up a headquarters. 
First market is June 8 and I hope to see you there.  Everything I have made will be out. Cheers! And thank you for supporting local art. ❤️
DM for a Mother’s Day gift - I have these out an DM for a Mother’s Day gift - I have these out and ready (rest is packed for its migration). For a mother or yourself. There are no rules here.

Tunage in honour of Jets game. 😁🏒

Jars with lids are $40. Each is one of a kind. All moms need jars. We have things. All sorts of loose things. Random things. Like half an earring, an Oompa Loompa and two pieces of Lego. Maybe it’s just me.

Thanks! 😊
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