Then there is simply my lack of free time – my son goes to stay with his dad every other weekend, so I have precisely 48 hours a fortnight to have fun. In truth, I doubt we’re even seen as a great catch and imagine lots of people think I should just settle for whoever I’m lucky enough to get.
Their comments made me feel that my desire for dating and sex meant I wasn’t measuring up as a mum in some way.
That’s another part of hook-ups I’ve found difficult – someone who isn’t the father of my child (and therefore has no obligation to be kind) seeing my body.
It doesn’t get any easier as time passes, but a combination of wine, leaving some clothes on and having the lighting low works for me.
Sorry, but weekends away for me require months of notice and military-style planning.
In fact, a single-mum friend was seeing a guy who used her ‘lack of spontaneity’ as an excuse for sleeping with someone else.
As his kids were grown up, he didn’t suggest we have our first date at a soft play area or express his disdain for solo parents.