Right, I used to be a single parent and I met my H when the girls were 5 and 3.
I fell in love like mad, had more fun with him than ever before in my life. He adored the girls (didn't have any of his own and was 30 years old then).
Anyway, fast forward 9 years and the girls are now 15 and 13. Not so cute anymore.
We have a child of our own, who is 4, and H who is a disaster around the house (empty beer bottles, ashtrays, wine rings all over the furniture, shoes in the middle of the corridor all weekend, wet towels hanging from banister, etc etc etc) anyway, H shows a lot of cotempt towards the girls, hardly ever shows them any affection, points out their faults at every opportunity etc.
He's not even that good a father with our child anyway. His life is good, buzzing career, travels abroad for work, has several gym memberships..... So being at home to put the rubbish out or help with bath time is the least of his concerns.
So there, if I could turn back the clock..... Believe me, I think I rather go back to that single mother status. In fact, I know I will, only with 3 children this time.
Not happy ending for this "fairy tale"....