Say good-bye to after-parties, say hello to more-time-for sex (Lock the door! I’m a feminist single mom who lives with her parents, but if you think that’s as hilarious as I do, we might have something in common.We went to a restaurant on the beach and strolled along the shore afterward holding hands. One of the first things somebody warned me about before I had my daughter was the potential to get mastitis or thrush and how you should always wash your hands before you touch your nipple.When we were in his car, he just planted one on me and we made out. I knew right then and there that I wanted more, and I told him as much. Something I didn’t mention in my profile, however, is that I’m still breastfeeding. This isn’t a big deal for a new mom who’s washing her hands all the time anyway to protect her newborn, but my date, who would probably try to get a little handsy, would need to be informed and perhaps reminded. I’m not going to sit here and speculate about what other people do in bed, but for me, that would just be too weird.He would have to just deal with that if it happened and not say anything.
When I lived in New York City, I tried Tinder briefly but didn’t feel it was the right fit for me.For one thing, I am definitely not interested in somebody who wants to date me I’m breastfeeding. I also knew that it wasn’t going to be an issue until I was ready to be physically intimate with somebody. My baby’s mouth is the only one that belongs there right now.And here’s the thing: I was most nervous about how to talk about sex and breastfeeding with a new guy I wanted to sleep with. Another thing is, I can’t be feeling all insecure about leaking milk.I never had to make the first move, so this was new, but I didn’t mind.Jim ended up being kind of boring in person — perfectly polite, a gentleman, but, I just didn’t feel any chemistry. Despite some big differences between us, like our politics for one thing, and his dirty sense of humor, I instantly liked him.