Dating single men with kids
I mean like if IKEA suddenly started selling whole DIY houses, and provided you with their typical cartoon instructions and an Allen key for assembly.
It's complicated, and messy, and full of panicky meltdowns where you turn the manual sideways and wonder if you're actually doing it all wrong.
" So naturally when I started seeing my boyfriend, I wanted to keep a firm wall of separation between my mom life, and my dating life. Especially because my new partner is a bachelor in the full sense of the word; he owns his own house, and (with the exception of his dog) is entirely without dependents who'll clutter it up.
When he's not working he can hit the gym, go out with friends, or even take spontaneous vacations, all without having to first find a babysitter and hurriedly vacuum Kraft Dinner off the couch.
At the end of the day they're both me, one is just a little bit cleaner and has pruned more recently than November.
I decided that if my boyfriend was worth my time, if he really cared about me, he'd care about all of me, the whole package.
But surprisingly, despite the enormous amount of people in this position, my recent Google searches on dating with kids post-divorce have turned up next to nothing on the subject.
Because it's not cute; there's legitimately nothing endearing about my greasy messy bun, eye bags, and frequent hoarse yelling at my girls to “Share!
Here's the truth: dating while divorcing with young kids is complicated.
And when I say complicated, I don't mean the setting-up-IKEA-furniture definition.
The latter could be young, vibrant, with clean hair and boundless, youthful energy, while the former would be unwashed, unshaved, and falling asleep under piles of laundry by nine PM.
But one day I realized that even though I'd tried to convince myself I could separate the two identities, it's impossible; like winter and spring, they can't exist without each other.