Once upon a time, I worried about what people used to think of me, I used to stress over how to please other people, I used to be conscious of my every step incase someone would disapprove, from my closest friend to a random by passer. All I wanted was to be liked, accepted, be in with the crowd. Never once thought how much that weighed me down, I lived my life accordingly. According to what other people might think of me. The thing is. No matter how you are people will still have something to say, no amount of changing will stop that. You can’t please everyone I’ve realized that. I used to walk with knives in my back daily even from my closest contacts. I still do today the difference is I’ve got so many back there, that I’ve gotten use to walking with them. But now I just let them party at the back n keep strolling. But I will always be the one moving forward. So if your another one with a knife. Join the party il carry you too. People’s opinions are exactly that. Always remember to do you, and the rest, WELL… not your worry
She is the holder of my heart, the keeper of my soul. She proves there is love beyond love. When I thought I had reached loves limits she proves that there’s no such thing. She breathes I stare she smiles I smile she yawns I’m in awe. In awe of a beautiful human being perfectly shaped and formed. Before me she lays there in peace. Quiet, so quiet she blinks she smiles she pokes her tongue out she lays there just lays there I’m in awe my heart melts for no reason other then the pure love I feel and have for such a perfect being. I feel blessed. I am blessed with love beyond love. Im away I miss her I’m with her I miss her. How you could have such a hold over me Is incredible. You are the biggest piece of my heart I promise to love so I am the biggest piece of yours. Thank you for being my daughter, I am blessed to be your father. From now till forever, my precious little flower.
My life not for you or about you but is you. You are every piece of special. You are my little Angel you are my love beyond love.
What a start to life with my beautiful partner. Isn’t it just all laughs and giggles? Smiles and skittles?
I wish I could say that was going somewhere. But no! Not far off but not that close either. We’ve been living together for a little over 3 months now and it’s been a mixed bag. I absolute love having her with me. My night warmth and my morning coffee. My on going movie date and my dinner double. It’s incred. I know your thinking so what’s the problem. Well let me tell you.
She hadn’t long moved in before she fell pregnant. Yes we are having a baby. So exited it’s not even funny. We were so made up we continued to try even though bullets hit target. But then came the morning…oh I mean, the all day sickness😳 she was practically bed ridden for couple months it was horrible to see. We as men will never understand the full extent of what our opposite sex go through. Its incredible to think that while my partner is standing, cuddling, talking, laying walking next to me there is a little human being been formed inside of her. It’s mind blowing.
So as you can imagine our lives have already changed. I quickly had to become a partner, the cleaner, the help, the cook, a mentor to her son ( whom is not very cooperative ) but is slowly learning all while trying to hold down a job. It wasn’t tough but it was definitely not that easy. Appreciating what my partner was going through made me get on with things with little stress. It really tests character. But my love for my better half and my unborn child overpowers any challenges. We have not long had our 12 week scan so things are looking great. The gorgeous other half of me seems to be doing heaps better and looks like she’s on the up. Positive signs for us so positive thinking and time to enjoy the pregnancy together. Life living together I can say is rewarding yet takes some getting use to. I don’t think you can ever really imagine or have any idea of what it’s like until you actually move in together. Especially when you both come from a different upbringing. And then throw in a little kid in the mix. It’s not smooth sailing. The thing is to both be open minded and finding a common ground is vital. Understanding each other and communication is key. Changes will have to be made but talking through things every step of the way has proven us to be the solution. We are still adapting to our new life together but I can assure you the journey is wonderful. And what’s better is I get to do it with my best friend. She is awesome I feel for her though, it’s been a big move and she has gone straight in to it. She’s strong though. We’ll get through this together. Now hopefully she can relax and enjoy walking round with a bump.
I feel like The ground beneath me is burning my feet.
I feel like the breeze around me hits me like a tonne of bricks.
I feel like there’s speakers in every angle I can hear every sound that exists.
I feel like I always catch the red lights.
I feel like I always time myself for the end of a long que.
Everytime I go to drink my coffee its already cold.
I feel like my control for myself has been taken from the world.
dad to be, i am.
Patiently waiting is me
To meet you baby.
Excited, I am.
In love with you already.
You’re mother and I.
One of my pet hates is people giving shoutouts to people on social media that don’t even have social media or put things out that shouldn’t be at all revealed.
‘Happy birthday dad you are the most loving and caring’ yadayadayada, nice words but have you told him in person? He don’t even have social media so why put it up on there?
-appreciation posts, ‘shout out to my best friend, my partner in crime the one I do life with, my husband the best father in the world’ I mean HELLO how about shout him before he leaves for work in the morning and tell him instead of shouting him on insta where it looks pretty, but he probably won’t get.
Airing out dirty laundry- so my boyfriend is the biggest sweetheart I know but when it comes to special days like My Birthday or our Anniversary he not only forgets but when he remembers he don’t even get me anything. I’m not one to be materialistic but a girl deserves to be pampered now and then right? After all I do take care of the kids that may I add.. ahem.. I get no help from him, he comes home from work eats sleeps too tired to play with the kids but you know he works hard.. SNOOZEVILLE.
The one that does my head head in. The funeral post. ‘RIP Joe Blog, you will forever be remembered. Yea mate Joe Blog gone he don’t have twitter anymore, I mean seriously. Some even have the balls to put up photos of the dead body in the coffin “rip” How is that even respecting the deceased or the family of the deceased?
Yes everyone has a right to put whatever they want on there social media. But i just think it’s getting out of control. Some things are intimate and deserve to be in house and personal things should be kept personal.
Beyond your likes and shares there is still the real world.