It seems like once a month I get extremely jealous and paranoid (along with bitch and whiny…hmmm wonder why?)
LD has this on going thing when ever I say my belly hurts he says “maybe you’re pregnant”
So the other day when his belly hurt I said “maybe you’re pregnant”
His response was “if you’re pregnant I’m pregnant”
See I don’t buy into that crap. they may have to put up with us but they’re not pregnant (neither am I by the way)
Anyway his response inspired quiet the discussion.
“if you’re pregnant I’ll have to cater to you and take care of your every need when ever you ring that damn bell”
“Ok in that case were YOU pregnant when L was pregnant?” (one of his many female friends)
“yes”
“no you weren’t”
“yes I was just ask her”
“NO you weren’t I’m telling you, you weren’t. I don’t care what she says”
The story with LD and L is a very sweet one and it makes me love him more BUT it also brings out my jealous princess side too.
The story goes:
L was married to an alcoholic crack head (the worst kind I’m told) who surprise, surprise wasn’t around even though she was going through a high risk pregnancy that required her to be in bed all the time. So LD to the rescue.
He got up early every morning went to her house made her meals, cleaned for her, made sure she took her meds and got her to all her DR appointments and got her to the hospital JUST in time when her daughter was finally born.
It’s obvious why this makes me love him even more but why does it make me jealous you ask?
I DON’T SHARE! I’m an only child for f***sake! He will forever have this close bond to those two that I’m scared he won’t feel if we have children…
Posted by tylergirl2
at 1:41 PM CST
