Michael today! (Literally today!)
Michael when he was brand new!
Long, Long Absence
I apologize everyone for my length absence! I have been extremely busy the last three months with my new baby! He was finally born on February 29th, 2012 at 2:07 in the morning! He was a nice, healthy 7 pounds 8 ounces and was 21 inches long! Now he is considerably bigger than that and weighs quite a bit more. He is growing faster than we can even begin to wrap our heads around. He is just perfect and so, so fabulous. I love him to death and every day I am a little bit more happy to be a parent. I love my little monkey!
That isn’t, however, the only reason that I stopped posting on Tumblr for a while. It was brought to my attention not long before my son was born that I was being stalked by my much mentioned ex-roommates. As crazy as it sounds I was actually Googled, then someone proceeded to hunt down this silly blog of mine, and my Twitter account, just so they could stalk me and follow my life. Evidently their own life was far, far too boring for them to deal with so they felt the need to follow someone else’s. Although my life isn’t that interesting, nor that exciting, I find it humorous that someone would go that far, to such lengths just to stalk everything I say.
Naturally that whole thing blew up in her face because no one thought that anything I had said was wrong or bad, nor was it things that I had not already said to her face, or by the time she had found them had I said to her. Needless to say the only person who got hurt from that situation was herself. She only pushed everyone further away and made everyone want to cut them off even more than had already been done. As sad as this fact is, it is true. Even my wonderful, forgiving husband decided he couldn’t deal with her and that situation anymore and have not really attempted to speak with them since our son was born, and even then he only was really letting him know that Michael, our son, had been born. The last time I even saw them was when I had to go pick up the couple of our things of ours that they had. I felt like that was a final breaking up moment for us.
Life has been peaceful and so non-dramatic since we cut them out of our lives. We hardly know what to do with ourselves. Of course we bring them up once in a while, between the four of us when we are talking about something that reminds us, but for the most part we have moved on with our lives. We have so many new, good, happy memories with Michael’s God parents and our best friends that we don’t need them anymore. Sure, the old roommates brought us all together and made us as close as can be, but they are no longer a factor in our friendship.
Of course that doesn’t prevent them from attempting to contact us once in a while. We have some interesting news that we aren’t entirely sure of what’s going on, but we’re pretty sure they are pregnant. A thought more terrifying than anything else on this earth right now. I’m not entirely sure how she plans on raising a child when she is still very much a child, mentally, herself. I’m worried for that child’s well being and the chance it has to even have a normal, solid, good life with the parents that would be bringing him or her into this world. I’m afraid of this. They are also, apparently, still planning on buying a house, although I think they seriously underestimate how much it costs to do something like that, even with interest rates as low as they are in this economy. I can bet that for the kind of house she will be willing to live in, they won’t be paying that down payment by themselves, there is just no way the two of them could afford it, no matter how much money they think they have saved up. Especially since they are trying to buy a four-door car on top of it all? I don’t understand this at all. I think right now you can do one or the other but you can’t really do both. Not at this point in your lives, you aren’t made of money. She only works a barista job, and he is making about the same as Shawn. Even combined I don’t know they could afford it, and maintain the kind of lifestyle she likes.
It’s a very interesting situation that I don’t think either of them are prepared to take on or handle in any kind of real, grown-up kind of way. They just aren’t ready for this kind of thing, they don’t understand what it takes to raise a baby, the lack of sleep, the frustration, how quickly you get mad when it’s 2am and you feel like the other person isn’t helping you out at all. And father’s are not instantly attuned to the baby like the mother is, we will wake up as soon as the baby makes a single noise, while dad could sleep through just about anything but the sudden high pitched wailing the baby would do. There is a lot of stress at the beginning and so many thing you have to be willing to actually sit down and discuss and work through. You can’t just stuff that kind of thing down.
For their sake I hope they can either sort all of their crap out now, especially since she will have to stay sober if she really is pregnant like we all think she is, and that they can deal with their problems and their sad relationship before this thing gets too far in and neither of them can take it back. I don’t think they will, or should, get rid of the baby, but if they can sort out their relationship before the baby is born, rather than after, it will be best for everyone involved. I just hope that everything works out for the best, but they have to understand and know that we won’t be there to help or support her, but him possibly. It just depends on what happens. I can’t, in good faith, help someone who has never done a single good thing for me or anyone I know. I will be crossing my fingers and life works out for them and their child (if she’s pregnant) but a part of me will always wonder how messed up that poor child will be.
I know someone this applies too. It’s kind of disturbing actually.
(Source: tastefullyoffensive, via hazwarts)
p0p-culture-life:
I apologize for not posting for a while. I have been very busy and probably won’t be posting again until Friday or possibly Thursday. I am right in the middle of moving and things are just a mess! I promise there will be lots of good to come as soon as things are returned to some semblance of normal in my life again. I appreciate your patience!
Much love.
