oh its easy! its become second nature to me to just cut off whenever i like! being pregnant i couldnt help it with the pregnant brain n all but now i just do it to irritate people! although... sometimes my pregnant brain comes back to haunt me and i forget what i'm doing or what i'm talking about!
but i'm doing it on here because it would take me hours to write the whole story in one go... and if i lost it i would be EXTREMELY cranky, just look at the last post i did before todays instalment and u'll get the picture, and that was only a few paragraphs!!
dont worry yourself too much ill write some more tomorrow or thursday!
thanking u cindyb!
yes i'm quite proud of my accomplishment i must say, i only make the cute ones!
yeah i'm a mother with a hig pitched sqeel and sarcasm coming out of my a$$... blame my father, bloody men!
Welcome! I fell preg at 17 and had DD at 18 so I know how hard it can be being a young mother, let alone a single young mother. About finding yourself; you will discover many things about yourself from being a mother. It changes you forever. I had no idea that I had the capacity to love someone as much as I love my daughter. Nothing and no one could EVER compare, nothing else really matters, whenever I feel awful I think of how lucky I am to have a beautiful, healthy daughter. Having her has given me a whole new perspective on what it means to me a human being, a woman, a mother. So don't worry about not knowing yourself yet! Your baby will not only help you discover who you are, he will fundamentally change who you are (for the better!).
my story.. (part 3) ...one of the worst days of my life
OK!
jumping straight into it, where was i in the last post...
ok got it, the day the REAL fights began...
ok so here i am, 4 months pregnant, getting up to go to work, all the while XP is still in bed & "apparently" going to work as well... i go into the bedroom about 4 times to get him up... no response... so i go about my duties in the morning, shower, hair n makeup, brekky, make lunch, pick outfit... so while i'm picking my outfit i tell XP i'm leaving in 5 minutes (we go to work together), 4 minutes later i'm putting my shoes on and out the door, XP jumps up, chucks his clothes on and runs out to the car... (i wish i could get ready that quick!!)
ok now we're in the car, and i can't quite remember but i think i hit my hand on the steering wheel or something similar, and let out an almighty F**K!! just so happens that XP is just getting in the car, so he thinks i'm screaming at him and starts whingeing and *****ing about my attitude... he didnt once stop to ask me why i was yelling, just assumed that it was at him... and WOULD NOT STOP, i asked him nicely, then in a stern voice, then i screamed at him to stop carrying on(yes i know i shouldnt have but i was pregnant and grumpy and soooo not a morning person), and because i raised my voice, "ding!" now the fight just HAS to be MY fault... he just would not shut up, he kept bringing old arguments into the current one and blaming me and my "attitude" for everything... well i'd just about had enough, i was in tears at this point, crying so hard i couldnt see where i was going, i stopped the car and screamed at him to get out, he wouldnt at first but after me practically pushing him out the door he eventually did and started walking, after i watched him walk down the road a bit, i have no idea why i did this but i drove up to him and told him to get in, i took him to his house (which was just up the road) so he could drive himself to work because i wouldn't have been able to put up with him for the whole drive...
needless to say i was doing about 150 on the freeway (which is a 110 speed limit zone), crying and blubbering the whole way so absolutely no vision on my part WHATSOEVER, and just so happened that that day was the only day out of THE WHOLE YEAR that a radar was sitting behind the trees on the freeway... so yes, i was pulled over, and GUESS WHAT, i forgot it was double demerits week... so there goes my licence... the cop was a real A$$HOLE and assumed i was crying because i knew i'd just lost my license... I WASN'T EVEN THINKING ABOUT MY LICENSE, i just had a fight with my partner, ****HEAD!
so now i had no license, a whopping fine, and a court date assigned to see how hard i would get my a$$ kicked by a judge for speeding so much...
i had to ring XP to give me a lift to work because i was stuck on the freeway with no licence... i didnt say one word to him the whole way to work, but just before we pulled up he just had to say "this isn't my fault you know..." what a w@nker.
lets just say i was glad that day was over
i cringe just thinking about it...
i'm so jealous of women who have such great pregnancies... they have a darling husband/partner, they are both smitten with the thought of having a baby... yeah they have their little tiffs but at the end of the day its all forgotten...
*sigh* if only life was that generous to everyone...
my XP was supposed to move in with me when i was 4 months along... he had only brought his clothes over at this point, but to me, that was considered moving in, it had taken so long for him to just do that! so it was a big deal in our world... anyways, one sunday night, everyone had gone to bed, me and XP were in bed cuddling and then his hand starts going down towards 'you know where'... and that night i really wasn't in the mood to do anything, i felt like a fat cow, i was exhausted, and had been neglected by him for a while... so naturally i said no and pulled away... well that was enough for him to snap, he got up carrying on about how i wont let him touch me and i apparently dont want to be with him etc etc... i was just sitting there dumbfounded WHERE THE HELL WAS THIS COMING FROM?? we cuddled almost every single night for **** sakes!! and DTD just as much!! so i'm not allowed to have a break for a few days?!?
luckily all that was just going on in my head... on the outside i was very calm and just told him, "ok, well if you want to cuddle then come back to bed and we can cuddle til the sun comes up if you like..."
nope, times to be a stubborn a$$ like he always is, can't let go of anything...
i kept asking him to come back to bed, i wanted him to come a give me some cuddles etc etc... nothing worked... he just sat there at the end of the bed looking at the wall or something.. pretty much ignoring me... so i said "ok well when your ready to come back to bed then you're welcome to, i'm going to sleep because i'm buggered"
so here i am pretending i'm asleep to see if he will actually come back to bed or not.. then about half an hour later of him sitting on the end of the bed in silence, he gets up and walks out the bedroom, and out of the house...(obviously walking back to his house because he didnt live that far from me at that point)
the next morning, i woke to find no XP as i was expecting, so i called in sick to work and planned on going down to XP's house to see if he had actually gone to work, oh and by the way, he was supposed to start a new job that day...
so i went down a bit later and turned out he hadnt gone to work because his car was still in the driveway.. so here i come, storming into his house, into his bedroom where he's still sleeping at 1pm in the afternoon... i was FURIOUS! how dare he not go to a new job AGAIN just because we had a little tiff the night before! i gave him a serving for about an hour and told him to come and see me when he had a job and was ready to grow up...
3 days later he rings me and tells me he's moving to the gold coast with his brother...
what.... the.... f**k...
ah the miracle of pregnant brain...
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my story.. (part 3) ...one of the worst days of my life
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