You know how sometimes things don’t go as planned? Well. No where in this Big Adventure did I plan to throw a Boyfriend into the mix, but it seems that Things Just Happen.

Every summer for the past 3 or 4 years, my friends John and Kathryn (also Godparents to this tiny person) and I would go to the local soccer games, drink beer, and scream a lot. We usually sit in or near the Supporters Section (The Chattahooligans), a crowd of screamers. It’s an amazing way to spend a Saturday night in the summer. Check out our local team here.

There are lots of other people in this crew, and I’m pretty friendly. Throughout the years, I’ve talked to a lot of people there and added and then thinned out my Facebook friend group here and there. This past summer, I struck up a conversation with a cute boy I’d spoken to before a handful of times, and went to Facebook to see if he was still with the girl he’d been dating previously. Alas, I’d unfriended him somewhere in the shuffle, and had to add him back, which meant he’d have to accept and possibly notice I’d made this social gaff. So, as in most potentially embarrassing situations, I immediately sent him a message about how embarrassed I was before he had the chance to think of it himself – best to head them off at the pass.

So we talked. And talked. And talked daily. And saw each other at games. And then the season ended with a sad loss early in the playoffs and I waited, hoping for him to offer plans. He did, and we went to dinner which ended in a semi confusing Christian-Side-Hug-Platonic kind of way. So, being me, when I asked what the situation was, he said “I’m kind of in a weird place right now.” And I laughed to myself, having just made my appointment to be inseminated at the doctor’s office. Boy, I thought, you don’t even KNOW complicated. Many discussions followed and continue to happen as we go along.

Needless say, we’ve been dating for a few months now and having a great time. The truth of the matter is that I have no idea what it’s going to be like to have a baby and so I also have no idea what it would be like to have him around for it – so just like everything else, we’re feeling it out. There’s no pressure for him to SIGN UP or drop to one knee – we both need to see what it’s like in 6 months and decide then. 

He’s a fantastic guy – he’s an ACTUAL adult (which I had assumed didn’t exist anymore) and a good person who I also happen to find hilarious and handsome and all of the things you’d hope for. Today at brunch with friends, one of my pals said “Morgen, it’s so great to see you excited about him.” Everyone who has met him really likes him, and I feel lucky to have him.

This weekend, I bought a couch and he tagged along to help (by sitting on all the couches, looking thoughtful and then saying “yeah, this is the sort of couch people sit on.”). We had fun and as I was checking out, the sales guy said “oh congratulations!” to us both about the impending baby. Boyfriend, who had previously joked that his response would always be shock and surprise (“you’re pregnant?!”) simply smiled and nodded.

So, will we all 3 be sitting on the couch one day? I’m not sure, but that’s okay by me. I’m having a blast for now.