my son is completely freaked out about me dating. ARGH!! it causes so much STRESS. i started seeing a guy in my neighborhood back in oct. i go over to his house after jeremy is asleep - typically around 10 or 10:30. i spend a few hours there, watching t.v., making out, whatever - until the inevitable 1:30 am phone call when jeremy has woken up, found out i'm not home (we live with my dad, so he's not alone), and called to beg me to come back. so i get dressed and go home. it is no better now than it was at the start. as i posted in freaky mamas, now he has said that people over 35 years old who aren't married shouldn't even be having sex. WTF?!? where'd he get that idea??
this is the biggest problem we have; we can agree about almost everything else. but JEEZ. i have a friend coming to town later this week and jeremy is already stressed about it, which makes me stressed, which sucks, b/c i would much rather be excited and looking forward to it than fretting over how to manage the details.
i try not to resent my kid, but this more than anything makes me bitter. i can live without the other things i've had to give up - like living in my favorite neighborhood b/c it's too far from his school, or not having free time to do my own thing very often - but if i can't get laid, i'm grumpy indeed. maybe it's worse b/c i figure i don't necessarily have that many good sex years left - already starting to have weird irregularities about my period. sigh. this more than anything makes me sometimes wish i wasn't a, well, you know.