I am 1 of 8 children. I'm 62 years old. My mum n dad both worked all the way through our childhoods from birth to adulthood. The babies n young children were taken care of by older brothers n sisters. It wasn't perfect, we were left to roam the countryside, living in the sticks, and I suppose we were latchkey kids to a point. With my own children, I was deserted for another women when my sons were 5 and 1 year old. No child support payment, lived on income support for a long time. I had a brain damaged profoundly deaf 5 year old and a very sensitive 1 year old. No one helps you when you are abandoned. Looked down upon by the mothers and wives of well to do parents or children. The 'oh she's a single mother' quote held no significance or respect to us. Were constantly running around, juggling time, energy around children. I knew I was doing a good job, never expected a pat on the back or got one until my eldest son was found to have brain damage on top of his deafness. Then it's like god ! How did she manage it. He's walking, talking, feeding himself, using the loo by himself etc etc. I managed it through sheer bloody hard graft and determination., 12 years of sleepless nights and having to be everything to him and a baby at the time. But, according to society I'm just a lazy , dole loving, single mother, who deserves all the grief she got.