The only things the itty bitty doesn't seem to have an issue with thus far is meat and cheese. It has to be cheddar cheese or swiss too. Also...I'm not allowed to even LOOK at hotdogs. That is a major no-no. Ryan, poor dear, has tried to cook to my cravings each night and he pulled out hotdogs...I was in the bathroom for the rest of the evening. He felt pretty bad. I had to explain to him that it was okay and not his fault and that he would make my life better by grabbing me a glass of milk...which he did pretty quickly. I feel so bad for the boy. He's really trying and I can see that. He seems to be getting comfortable with the idea that I'm in fact carrying his baby.
We had an unsteady first few weeks where to even look at one another started an argument or an emotional breakdown on my end. I felt absolutely ridiculous for it. I couldn't understand why it was so easy for me to cry and why the stupidest of things made me pissy and moody. We did however resolve the issue with his stupid phone. The boy is addicted to that thing. I lost my temper over it a few times and I think he finally got the hint. I don't mind that he has friends obviously and they all want to play but...when we are in the middle of a conversation or watching a movie together it's rude to pull the phone out and text away. I expressed to him how disrespectful that seemed to me and how insignificant it made me feel. I have seen less of that phone since then which I am really thankful for.
Trying to plan things out now. I've got a few options to play with. It seems that Ryan and I are going to have to move in a few months. This house doesn't have enough room for a child to be included and I've demanded a new dog. Lol leave it to me to demand another animal to throw into the chaos. I'd ask for a cat, but their is something in the litter box that I think is, detrimental to the child, so I'll wait a few years for that one. A dog though, I'm already taking care of his pup so I think I've got it down. We have a lot to work out if we want to make this a successful bond.
We've both agreed that we are going to give it a bit of time. The first year, we are often told, is the worst. So, we are going to stick it out for a full year after our baby is born. See if we can survive together. I know we can. We may have few things in common, but we are indeed a team to be aware of. Sure we argue, sure we disagree on things...but who wants to date themselves. I'm different and I'm holding to who I am. I am aware that compromises will have to be made, such as my schooling. As soon as we get this going, I'm going to be taking online classes for a while as I stay at home with the babe. He's more than likely going to be working, but he can bet that I'll do all I can to make the house comfortable for him to come home to. I know this isn't easy and this will change both our lives drastically. I'm ready for it. I'm excited for it. I'm terrified for it. Me...a mama....it's so WEIRD! Lol *hugs*
Oh...and a random tidbit of info...it seems I'm due on my Mother's Birthday. How amazing is that!? Lol