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Mama's boy?

Published:Monday | August 25, 2014 | 12:00 AM

David - Banker, 38, No children

After our dinner date on Saturday night, I was feeling good about our beach outing. I didn't feel nervous when I got up on Sunday morning looking forward to a great day.

We had spoken a lot since dinner, and we had a few common interests. I knew better, though than to get my hopes up. How many times had things seemed to be going so well and in just the blink of an eye, everything changed?

He picked me up promptly at 8 a.m and we headed out. It seemed like the perfect day and I was looking forward to the water. We found a nice cool spot under an almond tree and unpacked. I was a little self-conscious about my bathing suit - after all, I had given birth four times. That fear was immediately dispelled when he said, "That's not the body of someone with four kids."

I was in relax mode after that. We ordered some breakfast from the cook shop and sat down to eat. He asked me about my children, enquiring about what each child was like. He respected my decision not to take them with us today, but hoped he didn't have to wait forever to meet them. I told him about the apprehension I had taking my children around men.

a lot of 'Uncles'

I remember having friends who had three different 'uncles' that were all their mothers' exes. The only uncle my kids would have would be my brothers or their dad's. I was not going to confuse them by introducing them to one man now, and if it didn't work out, then I would have another one down the line to do the same.

I thoroughly enjoyed myself and could see myself hanging out more often with David. He was smart, intelligent, and what I found most endearing was his honesty. He admitted some things to me on that beach that most men would never admit to anyone.

On our way back to my house, his mother called. She wanted to know if he would be joining her for dinner. Being a single man, he usually spent his Sunday evenings by his parents and had dinner there. He explained to his mother that he was out of town visiting me and asked if she remembered the "knock-knee girl" from Richie Avenue. I didn't expect her to, after all, this was 20 years ago. Well, I was wrong. She remembered me and started to tell her son how I had four 'ikkle pickney' with no father. I didn't realise that because I was a single parent, it meant my children were fatherless. I started wishing he would turn the volume down and he must have sensed my discomfort because he moved his phone to the other ear.

The last thing I heard his mother asking was if he knew what he was doing and his response was that they would talk when he got back to Kingston.

After that, things really got tense in the car. The drive home seemed to take forever. It felt like the other shoe that I was waiting to fall had finally dropped. It sounded like if mama had her way, I wouldn't be hearing from him again, but I wasn't going to spend my time stressing about it.

We said our goodbyes and he promised to call me when he got home later that night. I wanted him to call, but if he didn't I would be happy with my day at the beach.

After four years as a single mother devoting her life to her four children, Yanique Quest has decided to re-enter the dating world. Join us each week as we chronicle her dating journey in Yanique's Quest.