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“Oh, you look like a hot dentist.” I smile excitedly. “It’s ironic that you say that.” He looks down at himself, unimpressed. “I’m currently imagining pulling your teeth out, one by one.”
“That there is no easy way, you have to push through the barriers that your thoughts have created for you.” He smiles wistfully. “To be able to control your mind is the greatest strength that one can have.” Isn’t that the truth.
Jameson said something tonight that struck home with me. This is Jameson Miles’ son, he has his nature, of course he’s going to be difficult. And somehow, that makes me love my baby all the more, suddenly I know it’s all going to be okay. If there’s anyone that can handle a strong-willed Miles man. It’s me.
“You want the baby to have Wade’s surname?” He shrugs. “He’s sharing his sons with me, it’s only fair I share my child with him. He’s a part of this family too.”
God damn, this man is perfect 💖
“Are you having an affair with a snake?” I ask. “What?” Her eyes open in surprise. “The singlets you bought are not human, they’re for a baby snake.” She bursts out laughing. “They are long so you can tuck them in, you idiot.” “Oh.” I smirk. “That makes more sense.” “What are you doing?” Patrick calls. “Muffy, no.” “What’s happening in there?” I yell. “Muff is sitting in the nappy bag.” I fly out of bed like a maniac. “If that cat pisses in the nappy bag it is genuinely meeting its maker.”
hahaha the banter is just so great ;)
I glance back to my love lying alone on the operating table and for the first time in my life I get it. Being a parent is putting your baby before yourself…every time in every circumstance.
Yup, this is 100% it.
I smile through tears, she’s feisty like her mom.
Damn right! Those girls always are!
She reaches up and grabs my finger, my heart stops, and my eyes well with tears anew. This is a real living little person, with her own heart and mind. A piece of me and Claire. Oh my god.
awww brings me back to the day when my baby was born 👶🍼
The boys all goo and ga over her.
And this little girl is going to have the best big brothers to look out for her and protect her
He cannot leave her alone, he wants to hold her all the time. Between him and the boys she is never left alone for even a second. They are obsessed.
OMG be still my aching heart...and my ovaries!!
“I thought Brad should be here to do this with you,” Elliot says softly. “With us.” My heart free-falls from my chest. Just when you think you couldn’t love someone any more than you do. I screw up my face in tears, Elliot is sharing his honeymoon with my brother so that we can take our parents’ dream trip together. My heart swells in my chest, this is the most beautiful, thoughtful gift of love that anyone could ever give me.
Ugh...Elliot and Tristen are my favorite
I trudge down the hill and pass our goats on the top paddock, we have a family of four now. Gretel and Billy have been busy and blissfully quiet, it seems regular sex will keep even the naughtiest of goats well behaved. He’s a new man…goat.
hahahhaaa OMG the goats have a return!
and no matter how many times I do this, bringing Elliot Miles undone is my favorite thing in the world.
"bringing them undone"...isn't that the truth...
And it’s fucking hard. Infertility doesn’t discriminate, no matter how in love you are, how much of a great parent you’d make, what you earn or where you live. It hits you like a truck, steals your heart and makes you feel like a failure.
YES. No one wants to talk about this, and this is not something that people are sensitive enough to. People who say, 'when are you going to have a baby?' 'when is it your turn?' FUCK THEM...they don't know...it is hard...and not everyone is always that "lucky".... 💔💔💔
“So when are you two going to have a baby?” the woman across the table asks. My stomach drops. And there it is, the question on everyone’s lips.
RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE RAGE>>>>>>>
Everywhere I go I see them; pregnant woman are everywhere. With their big, beautiful tummies on display. Glowing and gorgeous. Femininity personified.
....I feel you mamma....I see you mamma....I'm sorry....
