Dating as a single dad
That's all his superstar ex's handiwork and maturity.)I actually muted #dadbod from Twitter and had to fake a million smiles for people trying to relate to me by bringing the meme up IRL.Also very tired of the dad joke thing (which is real, sure, but still not a phenom I care to discuss for the 999th time).We had a lot of wine and played loud punk and soon it was gleaming. With a child and full-time job and other luxurious duties such as bathing oneself and staying fed (AND keeping the kid fed), cleaning falls to the wayside.Besides not having enough time to clean, kids are just miraculously mess-inducing machines. As such, I try to see this situation as an opportunity to relax my OCD tendencies and work to become a more patient, understanding person.Of course my apartment is much cleaner—because I only have to account for me. I recognize I have some control freak tendencies, relationships included.A lot of life is outside our control and dating someone with a child is a very effective reminder that no matter what, we can't always call the shots. As such, I waited until my boyfriend thought it would be OK to introduce me to his kid.
I was playing with the kid at a playground near my boyfriend's apartment and when an authority figure from the attached daycare came out to ask if we had permission to be there, I immediately turned to the child. I'm supposed to answer here." I've always been a touch afraid of authority but knew I had to handle the current situation. Conversely, it means you can't let jealousy get to you with exes.I used to let envy blind me badly in the past—even if a boyfriend managed to remain congenial with an ex, the whole bond made me feel rattled as hell.Now that I'm with a person who's ex will be around in a close way forever and ever amen, I have to be OK with that. We can't let ourselves feel threatened for no viable reason.It shows a patient man who gives a damn and has a loving heart. However, yeah...dating one of these men summons some unique situations sometimes.I already knew I was dating a sociable, nice guy, and my dad is the same way, but I don't know how I failed to predict this easy bond. I recently unearthed a red T-shirt that was definitely not mine in a batch of clean laundry I did at bae's house.