Oh How My Heart Melted !

I can't remember if I told you all this or not in my post where I briefly talked about Mr X, so I will tell you know because it's kind of an important part in today's post. Well, actually it is the main character in today's post. I knew even before our first date that Mr. X was divorced and that he had two young children. Just like he knew about Shawn and the baby. My cousin set us up and we both wanted to make sure that those two big pieces of information were out on the table from the get go. I think we were both thinking that we didn't even want to waste time with each other if we couldn't be understanding about each of our pasts. At first I really wasn't all that sure about dating a guy who was divorced let alone a divorced guy with kids. I just wasn't sure if I was ready for all the potential "drama" that would come along with that. However, after thinking a lot about it I realized it was unfair for me to judge someone because they had been divorced and or divorced with kids. I realized that I could possibly be throwing something or someone really good away based on those reasons. I also realized that my past also has the potential for another man to get used to. So I decided to throw caution to the wind and decided to go out with Mr. X knowing that he had a seven year old daughter and a three year old son.

I'm here to tell you that I'm so happy I didn't stick to my regular decision of dating a man with children. Things with Mr. X and his children are going great! His kids are absolutely wonderful and the four of us get along really, really well. Almost oddly well. We snuggle up on the couch to watch movies, play just about every sport imaginable inside and out, go for walks, play cards and games, read books, and spend lots of time together. The last few weekends myself and his daughter have even gone and done a few "girl" things while Mr. X and his son stayed home. She thought it was about the coolest thing ever going shopping with Jenny. We had a lot of fun and she is a great little girl.

On Sundays most Mr. X's entire family gets together for a big Sunday dinner and spends the day with each other. I have to say I love this day. It's great being able to all spend time together and not many families do that anymore. After dinner Mr. X and I take the kids back to their mom's house. (He gets them for a few hours every night, and then every other weekend and every Sunday afternoon) I have made it a point not to get out of the car once we get to their mom's house. Her and I have talked and I think we will be able to get along. However, it's still a little strange to stand on her front porch. Plus this is the time where Mr. X has to say good-bye, good night and the I love yous to his kids and I have never wanted to interfere with that. So on Sunday's as soon as we turn on their street I turn around in the car and tell the kids good-bye, tell them that I had a great day with them and that I will see them tomorrow.

Well, this past Sunday two things that have never happened before happened. As we were pulling in the driveway Mr. X's three year old son asks me to get out of the car and to come up to the door with them. I told him that this is a special time with Mommy and Daddy and that I will see him tomorrow at dinner. He practically insists that I get out of the car. I then reach over the front seat and am given a huge hug by him. So cute. Then I turned around to tell Mr. X's daughter good bye. When I turned to look at her she flashed me the biggest smile ever and her cute blue eyes just lit up. I told her that I had a great weekend with her and that I was glad that the two of us got to spend time together. She told me that she had fun too and was happy that we got to do girl things while daddy and her brother stayed home. Then she reached around the seat and gave me a hug. This is not all that uncommon as her and I have really started to bond and we usually give each other a hug when they leave. However, after the hug she sat down in the seat and all of a sudden she says, "I love you Jenny" I have to admit, I was a little in shock by this. In fact, for a few seconds I just kind of sat there stunned and didn't say anything. Then I told her that I loved her right back. She got out of the car and told me she would see me the next day. As Mr. X was saying good-bye to the kids I sat in the car with a giant lump in my throat and I have to admit a few tears in my eyes. I've had kids (mostly my friends kids) tell me that they love me and it is so special to hear that from them. However, for some reason hearing it from Mr. X's daughter felt different. I just kind of sat there wondering if this is really what it feels like to have your children tell you that they love you. I know it's totally different and I know they aren't my children either. However, I can tell you that myself and the kids are forming a really great bond and I think it's awesome.

I went home very happy on Sunday night. It was a great weekend with Mr. X and the kids, a great Sunday with his family and I was so happy when she told me that she loved me. I however thought that it might be a one time thing. Mr. X and I haven't even said the "L" word to each other, and we really watch what we say around the kids. This is another reason why I was in some what shock when she told me that. I figured I'd just tuck it away in my mind and be grateful in the fact that she said those great words to me. Then last night I was helping Mr. X get the kids ready to go back to their mom's and I was helping his daughter get her coat zipped up. Once again, she reached up, gave me a big hug and once again told me that she loved me. She also thanked me for becoming her daddies girlfriend and for being so nice to her and her brother. Once again, I melted. I told her the same things back. Hearing those words from a seven year old who you are starting to form a relationship with is just great.

I don't expect her to tell me that every night, but I will tell you that I love when she tells me that. I also know I am not her mom, nor will I ever be and I will never pretend to be. However, I think Mr. X's kids are young enough and if our relationship keeps progressing I will be able to be a huge part of his kids lives, and I think that is a pretty special thing. A while back Mr. X told me he was a little worried about getting into another relationship because of his kids. He wanted to make sure that whoever he dated got along well and treated his children how he felt they should be treated. I told him that he doesn't need to worry. I told him I understand the fact that I will never be their mom and I'm totally fine with that. I told him that I would help and support him every step of the way when it comes to his kids. I also told him that just like him I was already falling in love with his kids. He looked up and me and smiled and told me that he could already tell that and thanked me for being so amazing with his children.

Looking back at it now I'm so glad that I changed my mind and decided to date a man with children. Not only did a meet a great man and things are going crazy good, but I also now get to spend my time with two amazing children. Children that I choose to be around because I know how important they are to him. After finding out he had kids I could have easily walked away, not wanting to deal with all that comes with a divorced man who shares custody of his kids with his ex-wife. I'm so grateful to not only have Mr. X in my life, but his two amazing children as well. Every day my relationship gets better and stronger with the kids. Just like with Mr. X, I can't wait to see where it goes.

*****Okay, I'm thinking I need a new name on my blog for Mr. X. I also think I need nicknames for the kids. A seven year old girl and a three year old boy. Any suggestions...any ideas? I'm open for just about anything.