I was a single mom of 4 boys. The hardest part wasn't always the money or exhaustion but the judgment.

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I raised four sons alone and struggled financially. But the constant pity and judgment from strangers made parenting even harder.

A woman was following us at the grocery store. It took me a few aisles for my hackles to rise, to get that weird Spidey-sense tingle that something wasn't quite right. I was focused on my sons, aged 2, 3, 7, and 9, trying to smooth over little skirmishes about whose turn it was to pick out the cereal, push the cart, or hold my hand. The easy, regular bickering that was the backdrop of our lives. After about three aisles, I noticed this woman. Older, alone, watching us. Staring at us. I was so conceited about my sons that I assumed she was charmed by us until she walked over and said, "Are all of these children yours?" I was 30 years old.

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