It absolutely amazes me how many guys will run scared from a single mom with three kids. I know it’s not everyone’s cup of tea, and that not everyone feels like they can step into those shoes, especially when the kids dad isn’t in the picture, but I can’t even begin to tell you how many guys hear that you have three kids, and you just don’t hear from them again. Then there are the ones that are over eager to be your knight in shining armor. Having been in am abusive relationship, those always make me second guess their intentions. I’m sure 95% of those are absolutely great guys with no ill will, but it still makes me nervous.
I had my first date since February the other night, it went really well, we have talked on and off for at least two years in between relationships, but I can’t remember why we had never met other than the timing just wasn’t right. He’s very eager to see me again, more than willing to make the commitment, says he understands that a lot of our date nights are going to be spent on my couch after the kids go to bed once I get to know him better. I tried to be very upfront and honest about how I don’t get a lot of nights “off” and that it’s different to date a single mom whose kids dad isn’t involved. By all means I’ve basically tried to sabotage myself because I don’t want the let down 2,3,6 months from now when most guys get frustrated by the lack of alone time. I just don’t want to mislead someone into thinking that everything is ducks and bunnies all the time. I don’t want to get attached to someone again only for them to decide that it wasn’t what they expected and that they can’t handle it after all.
We survived New Orleans! I had a few moments of doubt once we actually got into the super dome and ran into a pushing shoving screaming mob. Our seats were better than I could have ever asked for at the price I paid for them. I FINALLY got to meet the Miz and had an awesome wrestlemania moment with him where he was a complete heel. It was amazing! I tried to give the kids away to some of the NXT wrestlers… They contemplated it but ultimately the kids are still in my possession. They were so sweet! The show it’s self was the best wrestlemania I have been to. The streak! I can’t believe it was ended. So many people left after that match because they were angry. I wish I had taken pictures of the shocked look on peoples faces. Caleb, my youngest, is absolutely enamored with wrestling now. The girls are still fairly indifferent. I honestly didn’t expect them to fall in love with it.
I’ve been going to the gym 3-5 times a week and am slowly transitioning into more weight lifting less cardio. The scale was kind of stagnant for awhile, but it’s starting to move again, I can see a huge difference when I look in pictures though. I’m excited to see the progress and it’s motivating me to work harder. I also have about a 20 minute workout I’ve put together that I do most nights before bed. Minus an allergic reaction to bananas and then the fact that prednisone and I don’t get along I feel amazing. It’s been great!