Dating a pregnant girl
I still find the same sort of fuckboi types attractive, of course—you know the ones: man bun-sporting, skateboarding thirty-somethings that spend their entire income on tattoos and craft beer, swear they’re “feminist,” and just can’t seem to decide what they want in life, never mind in a relationship.But now, in the rare case when I’m on Bumble and can’t help but swipe right on that motorcycle-riding (spoiler—the motorcycle is usually not really his) band guy who still lives with his parents, the most miraculous thing happens: That type of guy is no longer into pursuing .On both Tinder and Bumble I laid everything out upfront with a profile that read, “Single and pregnant via sperm donor.I was ready to be a mom and hadn’t found the right guy, so I went ahead without him. ” Hinge made matters a bit more complicated, providing no space to write any sort of custom bio or information, so with suitors there I would actually have to tell my matches after they had already decided they were into me.I’d made the decision a few weeks earlier that once back from vacation, I’d start actively pursuing my plan to get pregnant on my own via donor, and I was feeling pretty excited about the future.One evening, the pack of us ended up splitting pitchers of margaritas and plates of nachos at a local Mexican spot, and on our way out I overheard a heated conversation among a group of women at the table next to us.For a hot minute I thought about swiping right on everyone I came across to gather data on a wide sample of the population, but in the end I decided it would be more effective to follow my usual swiping tendencies and study how different the experience actually was while pregnant.Had I committed to a lonely sad life, destined to “lock down” anyone who so much as looked my way?
If you do decide to date her, anticipate that your lives will soon be turned upside down.
Dear Harlan: I’ve been spending time with a girl, and it feels completely comfortable. – Love Trouble Dear Love Trouble: I’ve never dated a single pregnant woman, but I’ve hung out with a married one (my wife).
I feel that she is meant for me and I’m meant for her. I can tell you from professional experience – pregnant women get tired, emotional, uncomfortable, miserable (at times), scared, and vulnerable.
Though their conversation was anything but personal, I felt attacked.
This sentiment seems to be echoed almost everywhere I turned.