After some promising sparks I had a bunch of completely miserable first dates. And we were all looking for the same thing: real, cool, normal moms to hang out with. We vent about our kids, tell our life stories, and have a grand old time together. No one’s around on the two mornings a week that Grace is home with me. If it doesn’t work for both of us, it’s just not gonna happen. “LONG.” And the way a mom reacts to that answer tells me whether or not I have any desire to continue speaking to her.
Blended families and the role of stepparents isn’t a particularly new phenomenon in the family structure. It’s time I got back out there and into the world of mommy dating. It took a while, way back when Anne was little, to find the right match. Guess which mom I spent an hour laughing with during our girls’ dance class? It is with some nostalgia, and yes, some nerves, but I am throwing my hat back in the ring. And one of complete and total understanding, accompanied by a conspiratorial laugh.I was certain you had to be in the presence of someone to really know who they are and whether you would want to spend more time with them. I may have missed the whole “online dating” boat, but I am considering putting a profile on one of those mom-dating sites to make some friends. Bacon, tequila, coffee, gossiping, music, lasagna, reality TV, wine… As far as dislikes go – I hate it when people take their gum out of their mouths and stick it on their can of Diet Coke. I’m pretty easy going about just about everything else – as long as you are pro-choice and comfortable calling yourself a feminist.Mom Meet Mom is one that was brought to my attention today.