My First Boyfriend as a Single Mom

Anna’s dad and I attempted to date once when Anna was about a month old. It didn’t even take a whole 2 weeks before we realized we were making a mistake.

Other than that little incident, I haven’t had a boyfriend since the beginning of my sophomore year of college (which ended about 2 1/2 years ago. That doesn’t seem like a long time now that I’m thinking about it, but it sure feels like an eternity).

Anyway, that has all changed now.

After being a single mom for 1 year and 2 1/2 months, I now have a boyfriend.

The Yooper — a guy I met in 9th grade. We were good friends throughout our entire 4 years of high school, but like most of my high school friends, we really didn’t keep in touch once college started.

I hung out with him once during college. I was about 3 months pregnant at the time, and he had come down with a group of classmates to my university for some Model United Nations type stuff. We sat on the couch in my apartment for about an hour and caught up with each other’s lives.

Then, this past February, we ran into each other twice in just a couple weeks. We talked about how we needed to hang out at some point, and we finally did the week before Memorial Day. From that point on (which has only been about 3 1/2 weeks), we have seen each other weekly.

I’m very happy and excited about all of this, but it’s also a little scary. In less than 2 months, he’s moving 5 hours away (Columbus, to be exact, which means I could visit him and meet Ms. Single Mama!) I’ll still be childless every other weekend, which means it’ll be possible for either of us to visit the other for an entire weekend, but we will both be very busy (a new job for him and the final semester of college for me).

But now is not the time to think too much about what we’ll do in August. It’s time to enjoy the summer and the beginning of our relationship

Highland Festival, Northern Michigan, and my Love Life

Remember when I said I was invited to go to an amusement park earlier this week?

Well, I ended up going.

It’s all thanks to Anna’s paternal grandma, who would watch Anna in a hearbeat (and who has told me multiple times in only a half-joking tone that she could watch Anna for the entire summer if I wanted).

Side note: The Yooper’s mom has also volunteered to babysit any time he and I want to do something together. (She’s hit that stage where she is dying for one of her kids to start producing grandchildren for her)

So, anyway, The Yooper, his best friend, his cousin, and I drove down to Cedar Point on Thursday. It was raining off and on the whole day, but we were able to get on every rollercoaster that we wanted. I skipped two of them (Millennium and Top Thrill) even though I’ve rode them before, because I wasn’t up for anything super extreme. (We also rode the newest one — The Maverick — which was AMAZING!)

Of course, I’ve hit that point where every time the Yooper and I are together, I pay close attention to any little form of affection he shows to gauge whether or not he might like me (like it isn’t obvious already that he likes me, ha!)

Occasionally holding my hand in the car, momentarily putting his head on my shoulder during our 1-hour wait for the Maverick, wrapping his arms around me every once in a while when we were waiting in line… *sigh* It’s amazing how much the little things mean to me.

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Anna and I are going to the Highland Festival today — bagpipes, sheep herding demonstrations, etc. — it should be interesting. My dad jokes that the bagpipes are going to freak Anna out and give her nightmares.

We might also see The Yooper and his cousins there. Before I decided to go to Cedar Point, he invited me to meet up with them at the festival this afternoon. We’re going anyway, regardless of who else is there, but it would be nice to see The Yooper again (and hopefully in a better mood, too. Cedar Point really wears you out, so he was a bit tired and grumpy when we said our goodbyes yesterday morning).

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Northern Michigan in just a little over 4 days!

The Yooper will be showing me around the area when he comes over sometime on Thursday (he’ll be in another part of the Upper Peninsula during the beginning of the week).

I just realized that is has been 24 days since The Yooper and I first hung out this summer, and we have seen each other for some period of time on 12 of those days. That’s exactly 50%. I’m not used to seeing one specific person that often in just a 3 1/2 week time frame. And we aren’t sick and tired of each other yet!

After being hung up on Anna’s dad for over a year, The Yooper is like Prince Charming. Having a guy I care about actually like me back is such a new experience for me. It’s nice