Way back at the beginning of my single mom dating shenanigans I fell in love with an older man. My kids were 1 and 3, his were in college. A few months in, I broke it off over a boozy Italian dinner. “Face it,” I said. “You don’t want to be running around with little kids again.”
Old story: We kept sleeping with each other, he decided he wanted to try dating a mom for real, and a year later broke it off for reals because he didn’t want to date a mom. For a whole bunch of reasons, that breakup was terribly painful for me, and it took me so may months (many of which I admittedly kept sleeping with him. Sue me.) to get over it. “You’re so wonderful, it has nothing to do with you,” he’d say over and over. “It’s just that life got in the way.”
I clung desperately to those words for a very long time. But it is bullshit (even if it was good of him to employ them). Rejecting me because I have children has every single thing to do with me. I am a mom. My motherhood is not a separate island off the coastline of myself. It is part of me. Arguably the very best part of me. I am a mother, exactly as I said I as when I met you online/the office/Starbucks/swing dancing/trashed at your cousin’s wedding.
I’ve bumped into that same floundering position on dating me, a single mom, several times. “I thought I didn’t want to date women with kids, but your OKCupid profile was irresistible,” he’ll say. What he doesn’t say, but what is implied is: “What the hell. I’ll give this a try and if I don’t like it, I’m outta here!”
I try not to be bitter. We’re all human. Can I really fault a guy for liking me so much he goes against his instincts that tell him he’s not fit for blended family life? I’ve got a healthy ego. I’d love to be the one to change his mind! Yet it’s pretty silly that we treat the intersect of romance and children as such an exotic unknown, one worthy of tip-toe trepidation. After all, it’s not like I’m raising feral unicorns in my attic, or foster-parenting gnomes. I am a human mother raising human children, the most fundamental essence of humanity, familiar to all, including every single man on OKCupid, who, presumably, was once a child himself.
On the flip side, I do think it is possible to change a guy’s mind (though I don’t suggest banking on it). A few years ago I had a mini-session with dating coach Kavita Patel, who stands out among her peers as a remarkable insight into dating and relationships overall, and has an intuitive power that is slightly freaky. In telling her about my dating, I said: “If a guy isn’t into single moms, that’s fine with me. I’m not interested in changing anyone’s mind!”
Obvious, right? She disagreed: “Sometimes a guy has to see you with your children. Then he can be open to dating a woman with a family.”
Because she got so much right about me, I could never let that advice go.
Last year for a few months I dated a man who was in his early 40s, divorced but with no kids. We were a mismatch for zillions of reasons, but of anyone I’ve ever been involved with, he appreciated my motherhood more than any other man. He also admitted to discounting a relationship with a single mom before crossing my path. One day a few months in he told me he’d watched some Facebook videos of my kids in which I was audible in the background. “You’re so natural and honest with them. You’re an awesome mom,” he said in an uncharacteristically vulnerable moment. “I adore you.”
Which is exactly what every single single mom wants to hear very most of all.