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My marriage ended two years ago, and it took me awhile to get my head around dating again — but now that I have, I see that I'm doing life in reverse.
As I'm dipping a toe in the dating pool, friends are becoming parents.
Because it seems like there is never a spare moment," she adds, voicing the collective lament of many single moms who say that after working all day and caring for the kids alone, they find themselves in a state of exhaustion — not exactly in the mood to go out and find romance.
Consider these ideas from Circle of Moms members who have put themselves out there in the hopes of finding love again.
I went out with a girlfriend in Montclair, NJ, to a fun place called Just Jakes. It was a little deceiving, sure, but I thought telling the guys I was a single mom would influence their answers—and I wanted raw thoughts.
It was lovely being out sans Jack, having a cold beer at the bar, surrounded by other adults enjoying drinks, conversation, and music. I videotaped their answers, transcribed what they said, and here’s what I got: “My mom was a single mom most of my childhood, so I have tons of respect for single mothers.
There's no need to describe yourself in 10 adjectives or complete a personality test; all you need is a first name, a few pictures, and a couple of lines about yourself. My son's impeccable timing does sometimes come in handy, though.
My friend dated a single mom and she was always breaking plans because of childcare issues, or suggesting he just come over and watch a movie. Maybe she’s like my friend and had a baby after just dating someone. I dated a single mom who had a lot of issues with her ex and I found that I got sucked into a lot of drama.I’m 26, single, and four years removed from anything resembling a serious relationship.So I did what any solo twenty-something guy would do: I installed Tinder on my mom’s phone and asked her to find me a date. It's a warm late-summer night in New York's West Village, and I'm on my way to rendezvous with a woman I met on the Internet.Or, more accurately, a stranger my mom met when she was pretending to be me on her phone.She'd arranged the meeting through Tinder, I heard my mom's voice in the back of my head from a few days earlier.