I wouldn't have one without the other. It was a few years back when I got a message on a social networking site that no one even uses any more. When I saw the guy in the picture I thought he was pretty cute. At that point in time I didnt really want any kind of relationship except a friendship. A horrible relationship experience had me purty ticked off with the oposite sex in general. I was working some jacked up hours and coming home late. Usually I would come home and just chat with friends (the few still awake). I said hey what the hell I'll be nice and say hello back. We got to talking and I could tell he wasnt a douche bag, he was smart, funny and he didnt make me wanna slap him through a screen. After a while of chatting every night when I got out of work, he suggested that we meet. .... now before you say anything, shut the front door and read on..... I was worried. I thought about it for a while and said yes. We agreed on Starbucks. I told a fried where I was and to call me at 10 to make sure I was okay. I got there early like 20 mins early. I sat in my car watching every car and person go by. I was about to leave. My nerves were frayed and my stomach was churning. I saw him pull up and my flight or fight reflex was leadin me more towards the RUN AWAY LIKE A CHICKEN move. I waited and waited. He stood there in the rain and waited and waited. I couldnt pass up this chance to possibly meet a great person. We got our tea and sat in a corner away from everyone. The people and sounds around us were a blur and I could only see him. He was pullin on my heart strings telling me the lamest jokes and making me feel like I never did. Time apparently flew because when I last looked at the clock when we went in it was close to 8. Now it was closing time and they were starting to clean up, and I never heard my phone ring. We didnt get their hint till they locked the door. It wasnt raining when we walked out, so we stood in the parking lot talking some more. Another look at the clock and it was WAAAAY past 3am. We both had to work the next day. I wasnt expecting him to kiss me but when he did oh my! I turned to jelly. He had to catch me before my face met the pavement. Yes. Yes, he saved my face. Danny helped me to the car and kissed me again. All I remember from my drive home was the goofy smile thats still plastered across my face.
Please dont get me wrong our relationship moved fast and within 3 months we were living together. If this was anyone else in this situation you better fuckin believe I would be bitching till my gums bled about this. Like Danny says, "funny what a little desperation and some faith will do." We were together for a while when we had a talk that I dreaded having with most people. When I was young I was told that I wouldnt be able to have children due to medical stuff. I had to explain to him how it had made me the way I was. I had come to terms about always being tia, or auntie duck. I love kids, I just couldnt have any of my own. I was so ashamed to look at him because I knew he did want children. I saw my self getting old with him and I wanted to have his babies. I felt like a sad sorry excuse for a woman. Danny took it way better than I thought he would. He surprised me. He gave me a huge hug and a kiss and told me "that it will happen when its ment to happen." I always wanted to kick him when he told me that but I knew he was right.
Fastforward to September 2008, we moved into a new apartment. Things were going well. I wasnt feeling like my self though. Finally after saying outloud... "mmm I want a hamburger" and "ohh Taco bell sounds good" I went to go get a pregnancy test. I went early that morning to get the test and when the nurse told me that I was knocked up I asked her if she would do it again to double check. lol. I wasnt joking. It was positive again. I cried on my drive home. Danny was still in bed when I came in and started jumping on the bed. I couldn't contain my excitement. I cried, a lot. My little Peanut got his first picture taken when he was about 3 n a half months old. He looked like a little peanut. And we didnt know if it was a he or a she so Peanut worked. Peanut even went to a concert. He didnt sleep at all that day, and he had his feet up in my ribs. Once the music started playing he went to sleep. As soon as we left the concert and there wasnt any more music his feet were back to causing great pain. Plus those random punches to my bladder didnt help.
This little boy is way to smart for his own good. He says please and thank you and he says hes sorry when he did something he shouldnt have. The only sucky part about that is you cant be mad at him because hes way to cute. Damian Cain has the sweetest smile ever. He has his daddies eyebrows and hair line. His papi's dorkie sense of humor and TRUST me the weird runs strong is this one. Hes only two and he has ocd. No open doors, no rolled up sleves,no cuffed pants, no dirty hands, if something is out of place he throws a fit until its back where he would like it to be. He loves it when you read to him. His trusty Bunny, pillow and poochie are usually close by and how dare you ask him to go to sleep without all his hommies... Cow, duck, quack, monkey, cookie, elmo, sheep, rabbit, purple rabbit. You may be saying damn kid why so much? I dunno I wanna know why too. Oh and btw there is a HUGE difference between Bunny and Rabbit. Rabbit is just a rabbit, big ears, fluffy tail and could be lived without. Bunny on the other hand is an easter pastel blue soft plush, he has big ears and a fluffy tail but something about it makes it BUNNY. Bunny stinks like Poochie and Pillow. Why? Little boy chews on him or drools all over when he sleeps. He is so much like his father. In so many ways it drives me kinda crazy. I love my little pain in the ass and the big pain in the ass. They are the best. <3 "its funny what a little desperation and some faith will do." -- Daniel Urias
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