I have switched to dating mothers exclusively for a bit. There are many incredibly attractive, intelligent, accomplished women with kids out there! The tough part is navigating and considering the family that has been torn about by their own D, learning about their story, and deciding whether to procede or not b/d of it, all on top of the typical attraction/chemistry thing that has to happen or not b/t two people. I find myself having the 'it's just practice' dating mentality still. Each contact has taught me so much about women (except for my first date in Aug or Sept where the woman lied pretty much about everything).
Merrick, JM, and K, there is something empowering about teaching one's son (or daughter I imagine) a sport that one enjoyed. This is a process that XW can't interfere with much, and it is another way of bonding with the little guy. We practiced defense and 'fast break' scoring yesterday (if you can call it that ), with him stealing the ball from me and dribbing and shooting quickly while I came up behind him in a boogeyman/opposing player role shouting 'Rarrghhhh!'. I figure if he can do so under pressure with silly me, he can do the same in front of the crowd and in the face of other munchkins.
At S6's exchange (still taking place in a parking lot at XW's insistence. S6 asked me a few days ago about why we were still doing so, and I said, "I haven't a clue, S6. You'll have to ask your Mom"), XW was more pleasant, and she vented a bit about her teaching load. As I'm teaching twice as many course, plus working another 24 hrs in my practice/contract work, I have a really hard time empathizing with her, but I nodded my head and did my best "I'm listening and empathizing" look. When S6 and I talked about his afternoon with me (we really packed in a lot in 4.5 hrs - going for an ice cream cone, Bball practice, bicyling while Dad ran besides, playing with Legos, dinner, playing music/singing together, bath, reading Narnia chapters), XW thanked me for practicing with him: "Good! Well at least you're practicing with him now."
How does a reconciliation even have half a chance with that kind of sour puss attitude? I think I'll be starting my next thread in surviving, folks.
), with him stealing the ball from me and dribbing and shooting quickly while I came up behind him in a boogeyman/opposing player role shouting 'Rarrghhhh!'. I figure if he can do so under pressure with silly me, he can do the same in front of the crowd and in the face of other munchkins.
