His Children

He has very little contact with his children, and I’ve never met them. He had a daughter with a friend from high school when they were only seventeen. They were never together, and he put no effort into forming a relationship; he found her parents trying. They seemed to hate him as much as they loved their grandchild. He was a really promising soccer player at the time, and the summer his daughter was born, he rushed from match to match and missed the whole third trimester, including the birth. He had a very difficult time after the baby was born because nobody had put him down as the father, and when Baby Mama #1 finally added his name to the certificate, he was charged half a year of back child support, the first six months of his daughter’s life. He says that even though she’s flaky, the mother is a good person; she settled down in Selfoss and has a husband and more kids.

His other baby mama is apparently a complete psycho. She never lets him see their boy. She’s still upset because he asked her to have an abortion when she told him she was pregnant. He tried to visit her after the baby was born, but she berated him and badgered him about the right way to hold a baby. Once, in a snowstorm in January, she threw him out in his socks and refused to give his shoes back. All that drama really took a toll on him; it’s why he and His Clever Ex aren’t together anymore, even if they’re friends. She couldn’t deal with the whole baby situation. I still haven’t told my parents about his kids. He asked me not to mention it, at least not right away.