Sep 052013

20130905-183705.jpgFor some, differences can be an issue — a reason to argue. For my honey and I, it’s a blessing. Don’t get me wrong, we have plenty of similarities, but it’s the differences that keep us going.

We both experienced hardships and were single for four years. Teaming up has been great; we’ve been able to share our love with our family and friends as well as a four-legged “pup” named Rocky. Emphasis on the word “pup.” He’s 7 years old, but has the energy of a puppy.

When I found out I was pregnant I didn’t think it was the end of the world, I was just confused because we went from planning our own future to having to plan the future of an unborn child. We both knew we wanted to settle down within five years, we just never planned to settle down this soon. We were just dating, enjoying ourselves, working hard and working towards a future. We always sensed we’d work well together, we just never knew how well.

When the little guy cries at night, I change his diaper, breastfeed him and hand the little guy off to my honey to burp. Sometimes the routine switches up; I’ll breastfeed him, hand him off to my honey to change his diaper and burp.

Waking up was never an issue for me, but it’s been difficult lately. I remember being the first one up — 5:45am to be exact. Now, my honey and Rocky are up, back from the dog park and I’m still in bed with the little guy asleep next to me. There are moments I wake with no one insight and I smell breakfast and hear music. It’s interesting how the roles have switched, but he doesn’t mind. I’ve done the same for him, and would do it any day in a heartbeat.

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