Again, we chatted a long time until finally I asked him out. When I lived in New York, guys never hesitated to ask me out.
I never had to make the first move, so this was new, but I didn’t mind.
I wanted to get the really big deal breakers about myself out on the table so that I wouldn’t have to awkwardly or defensively say them out loud on a first date.
Jim ended up being kind of boring in person — perfectly polite, a gentleman, but, I just didn’t feel any chemistry. Despite some big differences between us, like our politics for one thing, and his dirty sense of humor, I instantly liked him.
He wasn’t my usual “type” at all, which tends to be more artsy and progressive, but he made me laugh so much.
We could have kept talking for hours if he hadn’t had to go pick up his son. About five minutes into our second date I could tell he wanted to kiss me, and I wanted to kiss him back.
We went to a restaurant on the beach and strolled along the shore afterward holding hands. One of the first things somebody warned me about before I had my daughter was the potential to get mastitis or thrush and how you should always wash your hands before you touch your nipple.
Lots of my friends are divorced single parents, but not many have been single from the beginning, like me. I’m also really happy just being a mom, so naturally I’ve been hesitant to start dating again. Once she was born, I felt like I had found my total joy and purpose in life. What business did I have dating while my daughter was still so young? If you consider that I’ve been single since two days before I found out I was pregnant (when her dad and I broke up), however, I’ve been single for well over a year.