Sometimes I don’t agree with F’s choices as a parent.
Now, don’t call Children’s Aid – overall, he’s a great dad. 6) Don't forget: breaking up is hard to do, times two. But it’s infinitely worse when you’re not just losing your significant other but also the adorable kid(s) you’ve grown so attached to.
F and I had an awesome date planned one night when S’s mom called and said he’d cracked his head open. And this is when we’re asked in advance; spur-of-the-moment plans are so stressful we usually don’t bother.
When your friends and fam see you’re happy, they’ll come around (or at least get tired and shut up.)2) Expect the unexpected.
Every kid has spills, gets in trouble, and causes a little chaos.
I am a proud partier, a lover of travel, and overall, a self-indulgent twenty-something year-old. When I started dating F, everyone warned me not to.
I’ve never known if I wanted children or if I would ever “settle down.” Yet somehow, I’ve found myself dating a dude with a three-year-old. Over the past two years, I’ve had good times, bad times, and learned a lot along the way. People called me ‘mommy,’ expressed concern for my sanity, and told me I was ruining my life.
Think about all the events you RSVP yes + 1 to without even thinking. It’s better going stag at a wedding than tolerating hours of Disney channel thinking about the fun your friends are having.
If your bf is sane, he’ll support you.4) Learn to bite your tongue.