sorry about this long rambling post which is probably far too detailed
so, I left my husband last christmas (just over a year ago). we were living in a very remote part of france, i wasn't happy, i said i wanted to return to uk, he didn’t, so I went without him.
this xmas just gone, i was at a good friends leaving do and i met a man, i didn't realise until he friended me on facebook and then after a bit of back and forthing suggested we should go for a coffee what was even going on. Thus began a series of dates, every time i saw him i would have a really lovely time, come away in a sort of endorphin fuelled haze, but after a few days i'd convince myself i wasn't ready for a relationship, it was too soon, the kids have experianced too much upheaval etc. the ex was very controlling, sort of border line abusive etc etc then a few weeks later he would ask me out again, and i would grin stupidly and agree and the cycle would begin all over again.
finally, this easter break the children went off for a few weeks with their dad, and me and James went to the pub, got shit faced, fell into bed. I had sex for the first time in two years, had sex with someone who wasn’t the father of my children (I was with him for 15 years). it was absolutely terrifying but It was also great, we really get on, I really like spending time with him.
The thing is the kids are back now, their father has gone back to france. Unlike all of my other friends who are single mums I don’t really have any regular respite, my kids don’t see their dad for months at a time, they went to him last summer for four weeks and then they didn’t see him again until that half term after Christmas (7 months). I knew it would be like this when I left him, and they’re no trouble. Most of my friends are single parents, my mum lives near by, I was really happy with my life, my mum is cool to watch them if I wanted to go to a gig or a party I can’t bring them to, which isn’t very often anyway. And because I wasn’t looking for a relationship the fact that they don’t go to their dad every other weekend wasn’t a problem really. Except now it is.
They have been through so many changes recently, so much upheaval. Its not that I don’t trust James, he is a secondary school teacher, if I wasn’t sleeping with him I would absolutely introduce them like a shot, he is quite curious about them and I think they’d all really get on. But I’m not willing to introduce them to a new man unless I feel confident that he is going to be around for a while, and at this stage I feel like I can’t know that. I need to spend more time with him, getting to know him, figuring out how compatible we are. And in here is lies the problem, how can I do that without letting him into my family? We can go out together, (we are on Monday), but we can’t spend the night together -unless I find places for my kids (12 and 14) to sleep over.
Its feels like a catch 22 situation that I can’t move forward from. On the one hand I was happy being single, I liked my life, I don’t want to get into a commited realationship with someone, but on the other I do like spending time with him and although I don’t know anyone else who is in this situation I know they do exist. Other people have babies with men who then disappear from their lives, or end up widowed, how do they manage without this going to dad every other weekend arrangement that seems to be the default? Am I being too protective of my children? They both quite mature, I know they’d want me to be happy, I know they would get on with him. James seems like a very gentle, sensitive person, he’s not pushy, he wouldn’t muscle in and start bossing them around, he works with teenagers everyday so although he hasn’t got children of his own, I would imagine he can handle them well.
Has anyone been in this situation? what are your thoughts?
thanks in advance