Dear future guy,
You may as well run now while you still have the chance. Hurry before my boys realize how completely amazing you are….unless you think you can take on three boys in a wrestling match all at one time, or you can build the super difficult legos that say they are made for twelve year olds, but really are made for geniuses, or can handle listening to three different conversations all at the same time. Just run while you still have the chance. Run before I fall for you because I can’t handle another heartbreak. Run before we all get attached to you and can’t imagine a day without you.
Our relationship isn’t going to be anything like you’re used to. I’m a single mom who has her kids almost every.single.day. There isn’t an every other weekend “we” get a break. There aren’t quiet nights spent cuddled up on the couch watching our favorite movie, but there are nights spent playing board games and the loser crying. There are nights filled with nerf guns and someone getting hurt because, let’s face it, someone always gets hurt. There are nights filled with karate and swim lessons, endless amounts of homework, dirty dishes, laundry….oh the endless amounts of laundry.
There isn’t going to be long phone conversations because every mom knows once she’s on the phone all of the kids need something NOW. There aren’t going to be romantic dinners out unless you consider Chick-fila romantic. There aren’t going to be long road trips unless you are okay with non-stop fighting on who’s turn it is to hold the iPad and constant hunger because I never pack enough snacks.
There is going to be lots of laughter, cuddles, thumb wrestling, and jokes. There are going to be a lot of memories, picture taking, teaching, and love. There will be fishing, tag,