Alrighty, so since I'm new here, here's a little back story
I'm 31 and my SO and I met last October, have been together ever since then and things have been going pretty great. There was an instant connection/attraction right from the beginning. It's only been a relatively short period of time, but I know myself well enough that I know I DO love him, and he thinks/treats me like I'm a goddess (even though I'm not used to being treated that well). I had been single for a year and a half before I met him online (my friends had a LONG fight to get me to do the online thing, lol), and I was very confident when I was single after I had taken the time to heal from the previous very bad breakup.
He's a divorced, single dad of 2 adorable kids (5 and 8, he has sole custody), lives an hour away, and works full time (he actually just started a brand new job that's WAY better for him and the kiddos). My parents live in another province, and he surprised me a few weeks ago by taking me home for a weekend. We stayed at my parents place, and they really like him, also a new thing for me (they hated all previous men in my life.. rightfully so since I've been screwed over pretty bad before).
So I'm not new to being in a relationship with a guy who has children. That's no biggie. He took his time (6 months) before I met the kids, not because he wasn't sure about me, but he wanted to make sure his kids were getting along ok after his divorce (his oldest was having a few issues because his ex-wife was emotionally abusive to the kids - physically towards him) and that I could handle it. I met the kids and that went fantastic. I only get to see him on the weekends, which is when they go with their mother, so I've only got to spend time with the kids 3 or 4 times, which isn't much.
Very early on in the relationship he made it clear that he knew I was the perfect person for him and he was going to marry me someday. I was skeptical at that point, scared that I was a rebound or that he was just sweet talking me to get what he wanted from me (like the others).. but I did a pretty good job of giving him the benefit of a doubt, even tho my own self-protection mode was in high gear.
Just before Christmas he was having some rough times financially (ex wasn't paying child support like she should etc), so I loaned him a pretty substantial amount of money from my bonus at work, to help him buy a second-hand car to have for him and the kids (he had a company car during the week). That was perfectly fine, I was glad to help out because I knew he'd be true to his word and pay me back. Christmas was hard, I went home with my parents, but still missed him a lot. My holiday sucked because my mother especially seen me even dating as rushing into things etc, and assumed I was getting into a mess again.
So when January rolled around and I got back home to go to work, I was more timid and a little more paranoid/scared. It took well into February for me to get that under control, but I did finally.
I have the kind of personality that I crave touch. I hug my friends all the time and I miss when I don't. I found that over the winter the distance started wearing on me more and more. I felt myself feeling very lonely during the week, and over the weekends when something happened with the ex and he had the kids and couldn't get down, I was just short of heartbroken to not be able to spend time with him (this is before I met them). I've met the kids and we're now 8 months into the relationship. But I find even tho he calls me in the mornings to say good morning and normally calls me (or we skype) at night, I'm still missing him being around, and although I was hoping it would be getting easier, I don't find it is yet. It's almost a year and I find I'm asking myself if I was mental to take on this challenge. Most people take on the challenge of dealing with someone with children... OR a long distance relationship.. but I seem to have taken on both haha. Although I know he's absolutely worth it, I find it harder and harder to manage the distance. I work out almost every evening, and now I started going to the gym to lift weights with my best friends on my lunch break. I even play hockey with the guys in the evenings, because well the exercise is great for the body and mind, and I find it helps distract me.
He's mentioned me moving in with him (because he's got the room for sure), but I find I'm not letting myself entertain the idea. Firstly because in every situation before (yes I know past is past), but I was ALWAYS the one, to pick up and move and do whatever it took for things to work out. I find myself thinking although I love him, if he cares as much as he says.. he'll find a way for it to work without it adversely affecting him or the kids. Secondly with my work and workout schedule (I'm in the middle of losing another 100lbs on top of the 80 I already lost)... if I moved in with him, I'd have to be up at 6am in the morning and not getting back home til 9pm or later at night. Thirdly my car has been in 2 car accidents in the last 7 months and although driveable I'm scared to drive it very far, and unfortunately don't have the money right now to fix it up or get a new one. So that's the cons, the pros would be I'd get to spend much more time with him and the kids (although after being on my own for so long that scares me too!), and I'd save a lot of money in rent and living expenses.
All this time he said he really can't live without me and definitely is trying to figure things out, but last night he told me that he can't see anything working out any time soon because of his oldest son. He doesn't want to take him away from all of his friends in school again (they moved a LOT when him and his ex were together). It makes me feel like I'm being unfair to expect him to come to me, but it also makes me feel kind of like I'm being punished because of his past. I'm trying to be very rational and patient, but I spent so long hoping and wishing for someone in my life who would be amazing (everything he IS), but part of me is sad because I wanted someone all to myself for a little while (which I get on the weekends). Yes I knew what I was getting into with someone with kids because the kids will always be #1, but its still not easy to not feel like that once and a while, doesn't mean that I'm completely heartless or anything.
Anyways sorry for the rambling rant. I'm sure if I can work on my patience things will work out... just that seeing someone you love so much only 3-4 days a month is really hard! I have no idea how military wives and people in similar situations manage. If anyone has any advice it'd be great!
I'm 31 and my SO and I met last October, have been together ever since then and things have been going pretty great. There was an instant connection/attraction right from the beginning. It's only been a relatively short period of time, but I know myself well enough that I know I DO love him, and he thinks/treats me like I'm a goddess (even though I'm not used to being treated that well). I had been single for a year and a half before I met him online (my friends had a LONG fight to get me to do the online thing, lol), and I was very confident when I was single after I had taken the time to heal from the previous very bad breakup.
He's a divorced, single dad of 2 adorable kids (5 and 8, he has sole custody), lives an hour away, and works full time (he actually just started a brand new job that's WAY better for him and the kiddos). My parents live in another province, and he surprised me a few weeks ago by taking me home for a weekend. We stayed at my parents place, and they really like him, also a new thing for me (they hated all previous men in my life.. rightfully so since I've been screwed over pretty bad before).
So I'm not new to being in a relationship with a guy who has children. That's no biggie. He took his time (6 months) before I met the kids, not because he wasn't sure about me, but he wanted to make sure his kids were getting along ok after his divorce (his oldest was having a few issues because his ex-wife was emotionally abusive to the kids - physically towards him) and that I could handle it. I met the kids and that went fantastic. I only get to see him on the weekends, which is when they go with their mother, so I've only got to spend time with the kids 3 or 4 times, which isn't much.
Very early on in the relationship he made it clear that he knew I was the perfect person for him and he was going to marry me someday. I was skeptical at that point, scared that I was a rebound or that he was just sweet talking me to get what he wanted from me (like the others).. but I did a pretty good job of giving him the benefit of a doubt, even tho my own self-protection mode was in high gear.
Just before Christmas he was having some rough times financially (ex wasn't paying child support like she should etc), so I loaned him a pretty substantial amount of money from my bonus at work, to help him buy a second-hand car to have for him and the kids (he had a company car during the week). That was perfectly fine, I was glad to help out because I knew he'd be true to his word and pay me back. Christmas was hard, I went home with my parents, but still missed him a lot. My holiday sucked because my mother especially seen me even dating as rushing into things etc, and assumed I was getting into a mess again.
So when January rolled around and I got back home to go to work, I was more timid and a little more paranoid/scared. It took well into February for me to get that under control, but I did finally.
I have the kind of personality that I crave touch. I hug my friends all the time and I miss when I don't. I found that over the winter the distance started wearing on me more and more. I felt myself feeling very lonely during the week, and over the weekends when something happened with the ex and he had the kids and couldn't get down, I was just short of heartbroken to not be able to spend time with him (this is before I met them). I've met the kids and we're now 8 months into the relationship. But I find even tho he calls me in the mornings to say good morning and normally calls me (or we skype) at night, I'm still missing him being around, and although I was hoping it would be getting easier, I don't find it is yet. It's almost a year and I find I'm asking myself if I was mental to take on this challenge. Most people take on the challenge of dealing with someone with children... OR a long distance relationship.. but I seem to have taken on both haha. Although I know he's absolutely worth it, I find it harder and harder to manage the distance. I work out almost every evening, and now I started going to the gym to lift weights with my best friends on my lunch break. I even play hockey with the guys in the evenings, because well the exercise is great for the body and mind, and I find it helps distract me.
He's mentioned me moving in with him (because he's got the room for sure), but I find I'm not letting myself entertain the idea. Firstly because in every situation before (yes I know past is past), but I was ALWAYS the one, to pick up and move and do whatever it took for things to work out. I find myself thinking although I love him, if he cares as much as he says.. he'll find a way for it to work without it adversely affecting him or the kids. Secondly with my work and workout schedule (I'm in the middle of losing another 100lbs on top of the 80 I already lost)... if I moved in with him, I'd have to be up at 6am in the morning and not getting back home til 9pm or later at night. Thirdly my car has been in 2 car accidents in the last 7 months and although driveable I'm scared to drive it very far, and unfortunately don't have the money right now to fix it up or get a new one. So that's the cons, the pros would be I'd get to spend much more time with him and the kids (although after being on my own for so long that scares me too!), and I'd save a lot of money in rent and living expenses.
All this time he said he really can't live without me and definitely is trying to figure things out, but last night he told me that he can't see anything working out any time soon because of his oldest son. He doesn't want to take him away from all of his friends in school again (they moved a LOT when him and his ex were together). It makes me feel like I'm being unfair to expect him to come to me, but it also makes me feel kind of like I'm being punished because of his past. I'm trying to be very rational and patient, but I spent so long hoping and wishing for someone in my life who would be amazing (everything he IS), but part of me is sad because I wanted someone all to myself for a little while (which I get on the weekends). Yes I knew what I was getting into with someone with kids because the kids will always be #1, but its still not easy to not feel like that once and a while, doesn't mean that I'm completely heartless or anything.
Anyways sorry for the rambling rant. I'm sure if I can work on my patience things will work out... just that seeing someone you love so much only 3-4 days a month is really hard! I have no idea how military wives and people in similar situations manage. If anyone has any advice it'd be great!
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