Dating??

This blog is about putting it out there about my experience as a single mom, and well as a single mom, I am constantly trying to juggle everything. Work, chores, dinner, and spending quality time with my son. So on the topic of dating, it's hard for me to even imagine making time to do it. However, a lot of people have encouraged me to keep an open mind. The fear that I have is what if I meet someone I really like? That might take me away from my son even more...
Baby K's caretaker keeps advising me on the importance of having me time and not to feel guilty about it. Way easier said then done. However, I did some spend some time over the weekend with an old friend and he reminded me of what it feels like to be appreciated by a guy. We spent hours catching up and laughing. By the time I came home to my baby, I felt rejuvenated. It was really nice to have someone there to listen to me while I poured my heart out about everything that has happened over that past few years and months. Don't get me wrong, I have the greatest friends but having a guy's perspective and attention is slightly different.

Now I don't know if or when I will be ready to step back into the dating scene. But for now I'm still learning how to balance everything. No wonder I heard from so many other mom's the importance of balance. Guilt is a major factor! I feel guilty when I drop Baby K off in the morning. I feel guilty when I just want to bury myself in a novel for a whole day. I feel guilty when I silently beg for baby K's nap to last just a bit longer so I can catch up on some rest during the weekends. I have to constantly remind myself that I am a much better mom when I take some time to be alone and do something just for me. This weekend was a prime example. I came back home and wanted to cuddle with baby K every single second. Every time I looked at his face, I reminded myself, he will not be a baby forever. In fact, he got so used to snuggling with mommy that he gave his caretakers quite a hard time today! Oops! He was not happy until I arrived to pick him up. Normally he is such a happy baby, they were concerned and thought he wasn't feeling well. However, the moment I arrived he was laughing and ready for me to pick him up from the swing. My son's utter devotion to me is one of the best feelings ever. For now..it's enough. :)