I Love My Kid, But…Dating As A Single Mom Is HARD

This network of people was crucial when my friends and family began to encourage me to “get back out there.” I met a nice-enough guy on a dating website, whom my daughter — who was just learning to speak and easily mixing up the “n” and the “d” sounds — called “Dick.” When we’d go on dates, my cousin would watch my daughter, whom she treated like a granddaughter. When she wasn’t available, I paid a trusted staff member from my daughter’s daycare, a child-development major vetted by parents of her classmates. When things went left between “Dick” and I, I dealt with the breakup by expanding my circle even more.