| Saturday April 7th; 6:32am EST (ATL) |
[Sat 7 Apr / 6:50am] |
Privae: Readable by close friends/family. Blocked from Matt & anyone who would tell him.Matt has another kid.
Some girl he fucked in high school got knocked up, had his baby and gave the kid up for adoption without fucking telling him. I can't... How does this kind of thing happen in real life? I know it's ridiculous, but a part of me is almost.. jealous. I don't know if that's the right word, but I hate than there's a kid out there that he had with someone else.
I'm not mad at him. I can't be made at him. As much as I'd love to scream and cry and throw a fit, I didn't even KNOW him when this happened. I knew his past wasn't perfect. I can't be mad at him for this. He's dealing with enough, anyway, without his insane bitch of a wife throwing a fit on him.
I just.. I really wish this wasn't happening. I wish we could just go back to Mexico and pretend this wasn't happening. /Private
Mexico was amazing. My husband is a god among men. Two weeks wasn't nearly long enough, though. It's a shame we can't just go live in the land of tequila and no responsibility. I'd miss Danny, but... that was a really nice vacation. I don't think I can be blamed for wishing it had lasted longer.
Speaking of Danny, I really wish he would learn that 6am is not an acceptable time to be awake. Matt and I both like to sleep in. I don't know how me managed to conceive a kid who likes to be up with the sun every morning. I am definitely not a fan, though.
Need. More. Sleep.
If anyone needs me, I'll be trying to figure out how to inject espresso straight into my bloodstream.
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| Sunday January 5th; 11am EST (ATL) |
[Sun 5 Feb / 11:32am] |
Where did the last year go? Seriously. It seems a little insane that we celebrated Danny's first birthday a month ago. I should be better at this by now He's gotten so big.
He's walking. He's getting into EVERYTHING. I swear, I can take my eyes off of him for two seconds. It's INSANE. He's also repeating almost everything we say. Do you know how hard it is to not curse in front of him? Usually, it's cute, but I swear he's going to repeat something horribly offensive at the worst possible time. He hasn't done it, yet, but... we're not exactly the most politically correct household ever.
In other news, I might be a little glad that football season is coming to an end. My husband has promised me a VACATION. I can't help looking forward to that.
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