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That's all his superstar ex's handiwork and maturity.)I actually muted #dadbod from Twitter and had to fake a million smiles for people trying to relate to me by bringing the meme up IRL.Also very tired of the dad joke thing (which is real, sure, but still not a phenom I care to discuss for the 999th time).It shows a patient man who gives a damn and has a loving heart. However, yeah...dating one of these men summons some unique situations sometimes.I already knew I was dating a sociable, nice guy, and my dad is the same way, but I don't know how I failed to predict this easy bond. I recently unearthed a red T-shirt that was definitely not mine in a batch of clean laundry I did at bae's house.Of course my apartment is much cleaner—because I only have to account for me. I recognize I have some control freak tendencies, relationships included.A lot of life is outside our control and dating someone with a child is a very effective reminder that no matter what, we can't always call the shots. As such, I waited until my boyfriend thought it would be OK to introduce me to his kid.I used to let envy blind me badly in the past—even if a boyfriend managed to remain congenial with an ex, the whole bond made me feel rattled as hell.Now that I'm with a person who's ex will be around in a close way forever and ever amen, I have to be OK with that. We can't let ourselves feel threatened for no viable reason.
Then when I met a charming, handsome dude with good taste in music and tacos at a secret Santa vinyl swap party last winter, I started dating one.
It's kinda unbelievably cute to watch them nerd out on fatherhood together. Granted, I'm a fairly petite person and my boyfriend's child is seven.
Even though I modeled it for jokes above, I resisted the urge to actually don and sport it around. Every situation is different, but my boyfriend is still on amicable terms with his child's mother, who also lives near us.
This can be a difficult quality to find in this world of overgrown Peter Pans on the hunt for their own Mother figure—a person to handle all the less savory household duties, remind them to go to the doctor, praise them constantly, hinge their daily or long-term plans on what Pan wants or says he needs.
This situation is different, because he already takes on that role for his child while still taking decent care of himself.I'd like to say this exercise made me resurrect toxic romantic relationships as healthy friendships, but that hasn't quite happened yet (and with some specific ones, I honestly can't see that ever happening).