In the past few days, baby talk has been everywhere! Every channel, every programme, newspaper, magazine and website. Is there no getting away from it? I know I was thinking about it the other day, but this is getting ridiculous now! I don't want to think about it anymore. In fact, I don't want to think about it until the time comes. So why must everything remind me of the one thing I don't want to think about? It's rather frustrating. I mean, come on, I'm 20. I shouldn't really be planning children yet. I'm only planning on going to university and being with the man. Nothing further.
And again he's running late. He should have been home a while ago, and he said he was on his way. Unless he's gone in past to speak to the folk at the restaurant to rearrange for Sunday... We're meant to be having dinner on Monday, but since he's off on Monday, and we're both working on Tuesday, it makes more sense to eat on Sunday and have Monday together just to snuggle and be together. So we'll see what happens. If he's back soon I'll know he's been sorting dinner. If he's ages yet, then I know he's at his mum's doing something random. Either way, I miss him and want him home so that we get a little time before he goes to sleep, otherwise it's going to be a very lonely day for me. It doesn't help that I get excited when I hear a loud vehicle and it turns out to be one of many tractors working around here. Although, I know the sound of his engine and it's definitely coming up the road now. Yep, here he is. Yay :) I'll be back later to write while he's asleep. Just want him to know I love him and am always going to be here. He's my soulmate.
I got a bit soppy there, didn't I? Oh well. It's true.
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