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Oh my god, I never knew I could love something or someone as much as I love my little man... I thought my life had changed in the 9 months I was pregnant, but that was nothing compared to the last 8 days of my life... I can't even believe it's only been 8 days, it just seems like he's been here forever but at the same time always just brand-new, every day there is a " 1st time " for everything, it's so strange to witness someones 1st everyday, it's strange to know that with the help of the love of my life I made this little man, and now I get to raise him, and teach him, and watch him grow up to be everything that he needs to be, and I just sit there and wonder about how he's going to turn out, and what he's going to be like in a year, or in the next 5, oh what he's going to be like when he gets older, or what he's going to be when he grows up...
ooo, gotta run, my baby is cryin
EDIT : so carrying him for almost 10 months, going through labour, delivering him, and spending 24 hours a day with him still doesn't allow me to have any opinions or saying of what he does or how he's raised...
so how does that work?!?
ooo, gotta run, my baby is cryin
EDIT : so carrying him for almost 10 months, going through labour, delivering him, and spending 24 hours a day with him still doesn't allow me to have any opinions or saying of what he does or how he's raised...
so how does that work?!?