It's hard to date as a single parent. Most nights I barely have the energy to drag myself to bed. I also find myself doing things on automatic and never think twice about them.
Just before the holidays, a friend wanted to introduce me to several of her male friends at a dinner party. Sure, why not.
My son and I enjoyed some great food and met some interesting people. One gentleman in particular sat across from me to continue our conversation. Luckily my son was hungry and focused on his food.
Mid-conversation, my son takes my hand and spits out a large ball of meat. Toddlers often over estimate the size of their mouths. The nice gentleman went from interest to horror seeing this chewed ball of meat in my hands.
It takes a strong stomach to date a single mom.