In a new relationship, when is the best time to bring up the fact that you have children?
A guy that I was seeing recently was having extreme issues cuming inside me (even though there was a condom and I am on birth control). I spoke with my best friend about it and without hesitation she said “Probably because he doesn’t want to get another girl pregnant”.
My eyes widened and my mouth dropped open “Whaaaaaaa?”
She then told me that he had a kid. “Didn’t you know?” “Does this face look like a face of someone who knows?”
Upon “sharking” (my friend’s word, not mine) Facebook, there it was, concrete proof in a picture that he did have a kid.
Our relationship wasn’t a one night stand; it was very much a progressive thing. We had spent hours just talking and getting to know each other the past couple of months.
Upon talking to other close friends about the topic, the men all said something to the effect of “Why are you freaking out? He would’ve told you eventually.” While all of the women say “What the fuck? How could he not have told you? That’s just fucked up.”
What do you think? When is it appropriate to tell your new significant other that you have kids?
Between the readers’ questions I’ve been getting today and my own personal escapades over the weekend, I have come to the conclusion that very bad things can happen when your friend with benefits, fuck buddy, boyfriend, or husband has too much to drink in a night (or in my case, a day).
Let me fill you in. I’ve been friends with the guy I brought home on Saturday night for a few years. I hadn’t seen him in a while until out on the town a few weeks ago. He’d grown his hair out and I suddenly became attracted. Yea, sometimes girls are shallow and can play some “dick” moves too.
Anyway, apparently I had the same effect on him because he unhooked my bra in public (over the shirt, I bet him he couldn’t do it, my best friend lectured me about “not letting boys unhook our bras at the bar” as she had to help me hook it back up), and text me at 2 am a couple of nights later. Guys, we ladies aren’t dumb- we know what you’re after at 2 am.
He and I finally sealed the deal a month later, this last Saturday. We met again after his game (he’s on a college sports team) in the same bar. It’s tradition after the game for the guys to gather, drink, and act stupid while their girlfriends sit back, sip cocktails (beer, in my case), and watch. Kind of sexist, really, but I enjoy booze and watching hot men do stupid things, so I don’t ever complain.
Fast forward 6 hours.
The sex was hot. Not only can he unhook my 4 snap bra (my boobs are enormous) over the shirt, but he has just the right amount of rough. We both immediately fell asleep afterward.
Not too long after, homeboy sat straight up in bed, got up, and walked to the corner of my bedroom. He looked like he was about to pee in the corner when I yelled out “What the hell are you doing?”
Turning around and looking at me like I’m an idiot he replies “Peein’.”
I had to chase him around from room to room until I finally was able to catch him and steer him to the bathroom. (Where he then passed out and had to be woken up and herded back to bed.)
Yesterday, leave it to me, I began to look up what I now know is widely known as a “sleep pisser”. Easy enough to remember, right? Sleep pissing is apparently a big problem with many men, especially when they’re drunk. So, if you have a case of the “Mondays”, check out this video that turned Saturday’s situation into a comedy and had me laughing so hard I was crying. The entire video is funny, but the end (about 5:27 in) really relates.
