Dating when a single parent
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When he gets up to go to the bathroom I decide to risk asking him about his politics when he returns. All I can think about is how people in earshot must be so annoyed to have to listen to our attempt to connect. This was before I’d called the Centaur but after I’d met him and got his number. They are so cute together, cracking each other up all day, developing inside jokes and having fun.
As I was leaving the nightmare awkward date, above, I looked to my right and realized The Centaur had been sitting there the whole time, hearing every word. Today, it’s the process of planning vacations that sets me off (I know, I’m pretty lucky if this is the type of thing that gets me upset). Tim has his two middle-school aged cousins in town this week, and life is good.
Much of our lives are kept sealed away like nuclear waste. I made sure I was on my game, beauty-wise, as I usually try to do. I just wanted to maybe just to give him a wink, a knowing glance to let him know ‘I see you. It would have been a human and decent thing for him to do to give a hello. Also, does it mean something if a man I’ve been casually dating lately with wants to watch the once-in-a-lifetime in our region solar eclipse with me? I’m not sure I’m cool with the conclusions he might draw if I took him up on his invitation–might infringe on my single self. It’s time for another round of dating horror stories: I am getting over being sick and only out with this dude due to boredom. When a guy launches into a speech on the first date “I’m almost too nice. My decision-making skills are weakened from years of letting my spouse take the lead. In addition, I worry that every plan I come up with will be inadequate. And up until recently, family was always the three of us; Tim, his dad, and me.
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By the time the date ended, I was pretty convinced that I am a captivating princess witch who can fly, and who should expect nothing less than this level of sensuality and romance. But today, I had that ‘cry in the car’ kind of day, and each of my friends and siblings have done their patient duty of listening to me prattle this already month, and now it’s your turn, dear readers.
He serenaded me in candlelight, a song he’d written on his guitar. I love the way, during this single phase in my life, I am collecting so many experiences and memories as I date different men. I promise, I’ll get it out of my system so we can get back to interesting and fun things tomorrow.
I wore a cute bare-shouldered top, hair in beachy waves, and a glossy red lip. As Tim and I left, I did what I probably shouldn’t have; I glanced backto see if I was being seen. Had he gone through all of the same activities of MY dream date he and I had shared, but with her, the night before? Was I just a passive subject in his self-absorbed Adonis Show? On vacation with just Tim and I, I’m afraid I’m not enough; not interesting enough, not good enough at planning. I need to get some free time soon so we can hang out! We enjoyed each other’s company for a little while, then I had to go and pick up my son.
As Tim and I were finishing our trendy plates, in saunters Adonis with a beautiful lady conspicuously dressed in the previous night’s date-dress. I almost turned into a pillar of salt; the lovely lady was gazing over her shoulder at me! I thought, jokingly in my mind, about how, later, I’d tease Adonis, saying that because I was just trying to be discreet, knowing Adonis would surely be jealous of my captivating date (Tim). And I can never make our family go back to what it used to be for Tim, and what if a vacation with me as the only adult is just no fun? There were some emojis, an illustrated laundry list of his work, and some flirty words included. But unfortunately, this was one of those annoying texting situations where it was hard to tell what the real meaning was. (Oh the joy of having wise women around you to interpret the cryptic man-text! I went from feeling closed off and hopeless that I’d ever date again to goofing around with a sexy man on a patio on a sunny June afternoon.