When she hit thirty, single mom and relationship columnist Rachel Sarah realized that she had been in domestic overdrive too long. Years of dishing up macaroni and cheese, picking up Barbie accessories off the rug, playing peek-a-boo, mopping the kitchen floor, and trying to get over her ex had all shut out the possibility of dating and having hot sex again. But when her daughter turned two and stopped nursing, a switch was flipped--her libido was back. And so was her need to find a man. But motherhood had changed her. Where once she had been a free-spirited adventures, now she was first and foremost a mom, dedicated completely to her daughter's well-being. In this touching, sexy, and laugh-out-loud memoir, Sarah chronicles her ongoing search for The One as she remains a dedicated and involved mom. It's not easy crossing over from the land of Barbies, playdates, dress-up, and raising her daughter on her own to the new frontier of match.com, blind dates, singles groups, jdate.com, and hooking up with men she meets through friends, at the grocery store, or at the playground with her daughter. Because whenever she thinks about finding him, she realizes it's not just about her anymore. Single Mom Seeking is not a how-to-set of instructions to find Mr. Right. Instead, it's a spunky, sexy, and moving chronicle of the humor, pitfalls, and rewards of balancing the complexities of parenting and dating--single-mom style.

"The racy adventures chronicled in Sarah's new and collected essays (some from her column of the same name on literarymama.com) initially make for breezy reading, a west coast Sex in the City roundup of romantic escapades and frustrated desires for the Pampers (as opposed to the pampered) set. Unfortunately, Sarah's tales lack both insight and momentum. Throughout the five years covered here, Sarah never comes up with a more compelling reason for pursuing the 'thorny,' 'chaotic' life of a single-mom 'serial dater' than her up-front admission, 'I missed having a man.' Two hundred pages in, talking plans with her next disastrous date despite 'red flag' warnings, 'in big, bold letters, 'I'M UNAVAILABLE,' ' Sarah ponders the obvious: 'So, why don't I call it off right now?' She doesn't seem to know (lamely offering, 'it' s my pattern'), and neither will readers-making it difficult to muster enthusiasm for yet another mismatch. Readers will also wish for more of Sarah's daughter, Mae, often mentioned but rarely seen; calling 'Something's coming down the pike!' on her way to the potty, she's a natural-born scene-stealer. Sarah's ability to communicate her longing and lust is the best reason to read this book; unfortunately, it's also the reason why some readers will lose interest long before the 'Where are they now?' postscript." Publishers Weekly (Copyright Reed Business Information, Inc.)