The verdict in A new era

  • Feb. 27, 2014, 6:55 p.m.
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I'm not knocked up. The cramps completely subsided, then all of a sudden, once all my symptoms had disappeared, my period showed up. I am so ready for this whole episode to be done.

I spent the day with grace and alfie, being mithered. I love it. I love that grace comes to cuddle on my knee, that she tells me she's Aunty Jo's baby grace. I love Alfie's gorgeous little fluffy head, the way his hands grip onto my fingers, I love that he's a chubby, happy little Buddha baby, properly chunky. The way he laughs when you tell him he's a handsome chap, like it's the best thing he's ever heard is just heart warming. It probably is the best thing he's ever heard to be fair!

Then dinner with John. Just a pub tea, shared baked Camembert, ribs, and sexual innuendo over ice cream sundaes. I love this boy. We talked about him going part time at work to pursue his leather business, we worked out some figures. Basically we decided that this is the best time to go for it and give it a chance, while he's living at time and can basically afford for it to fail. We have no mortgage or kids, so overheads are low and he'll earn enough from working part time to live, it's a case of trying to establish a viable business that will last a lifetime.

It's nice that we discussed it as a couple. He's been preoccupied lately, and it's left me feeling a little concerned for our relationship, whether he has time for us, or even wants to have time for us. I know it seems silly but he's not been himself at all and I've been worried. So for him to come to me with this, to trust me with it, to want my thoughts on the thing that's most important to him, the thing that could affect our relationship going forward, is massive.

Xx


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