Poly acceptance

Acceptance by a Grown Son

It’s still a little unreal to me, to have my son’s acceptance. I didn’t realize it was important to me. I didn’t think I was attached to it.
I know my sons love me, and accept me as they can. They don’t not accept me, but some things are harder than others to learn about me. It’s partly my fault, with protecting them so much, but I wanted them to learn about me and my lifestyle in a more consensual way than how I’ve seen other parents do it.
I don’t want my poly, power exchange, swinging, sacred sexuality priestess, bi, preferences to be in their face. They know little bits and ask questions when they want to. But, they also know that if they ask a question, they will get answered and sometimes they don’t want to know the answer.
I keep asking my daughter in law if my oldest son is ready to hear some of this. She keeps her ear open and so far the answer is no. That’s ok. He saw me go through a really hard time in our poly growth, though I’m not sure he knew it was about poly. He just knew that I was happy happy and then I wasn’t and it had to do with my relationship with Dan. Because he didn’t want to know, I couldn’t really share with them the details, which is probably for the best.
Well, over the last year or so, my youngest has been asking more questions about what it is that we do. A little bit of this a little bit of that. Sometimes my answer will lead him to ask a question without thinking, from being surprised at my answer. This has lead to ripe opportunities of being able to teach him some definitions and lingo of my communities.
A couple of weeks ago, we had our poly pod dinner. We knew the youngest was going to be home alone, and that someone in the pod was bringing their 18 year old daughter. So, we tried to entice him to the dinner with the idea that there would be an available girl to hit on. 
He is 23, so 18 is a little young for him. But, he gave us a ‘maybe’ to our invite. Well, because it looked like he actually might be interested in joining us, we let him know that it was a poly pod dinner and our other partners would be there. He paused, then declined.
Later, he texted me and let me know that it was not that it was a poly pod dinner per se, but he’s never met our other partners and it was going to be 10 people he didn’t know. He is an introvert and not ready for meeting so many people. He also let me know that he’d love to support me and if it was important to me for him to meet my boyfriend, he’d go out to dinner with us. As long as we didn’t go overboard with public displays of affection. He didn’t think he could handle seeing someone else do that with his mom.
Thinking back, it took him awhile to get used to see me with Dan. So, kudos for him in knowing what would make this easier for him in his support of me.
Wow. Makes me teary just thinking about it. He likes that I support him with his choices and now he’s going to return the favor. What a son.
In the mean time, the older son isn’t ready. Yet, he doesn’t judge me. He just doesn’t want to share in that part yet. I’m perfectly ok with that. As long as he’s not negative about it, which he’s never been….I still consider him being supportive.

What a lucky mom I am.