Something I don't talk about to often is the relationships I had with my boys' birth fathers.
Everyone assumes that they were one night stands gone awry. In actuality, I was friends with both of them for many years. Many years. We grew up together, went to school together, went to the same church.
I have found that I miss their friendship. They were some of my best friends. We have shared so many memories together that go back way before we had sex. Getting driver's licenses, traveling the world, high school dances, and so much more.
Yes, because of them I gained something that is so precious, but I also lost something precious. I lost friendships that were once in a life time kinds of things.
While I continue to talk and be friends (although it isn't the same as it was) with one of the bio dads, the other has completely blocked even the memory of me from his mind.
I miss the camaraderie and companionship. Friendships are hard to find. Hold on to yours.
Ms. Birthmom