So I found that little note you left in my phone, I came across it accidentally when my phone had one of it's hissy fits. Now I will leave one for you that you will only find when you blog next, maybe. Thanks for showing me how to hack your account ^-^
thanks for sharing lots of things with me, no thanks for sharing everything with me.
Jamie, you are an incredible person. We are the meaning of comfortability. I'm not afraid to show you everything. Reveal all. And I have never had that before. It's not cliche, it's true love.
From the moment we met I knew something was different. We talked for hours and hours. About crap lol.
That was 2 years ago.
You told me your heart was taken, I accepted that, but we never stopped speaking, or sneaking out together, or just hanging out in general. Then we spent that night together, that amazing night. Things got really tough after that. We were scared. It couldn't be real. You denied it was possible. But both of us knew it was true.
You were hurting because your heart was still sort of taken, and I did what I could to protect that. But then everything was harder, we were angry at each other. I felt you didn't care about me. Or the tiny baby growing inside me.
I stopped lying.
Things got better from there, for us. You were around more, we discussed more. You were still so terrified. So was I.
We started having inside jokes, memories were made. You introduced me to many knew people. You weren't quite free but your heart was no longer taken.
Then in the late hours of Wednesday, the 2nd of March, what we had been waiting for finally started. My waters broke and you drove me to hospital. 24 hours later, little food and even littler sleep, we held our little girl.
Izabellah Lola, born on the 4th of March 2011. We were exhausted, but in awe. WE created that.
You barely left my side, and you barely have since. People say it's because of Bellah that you stick around, but no sane person would put up with insanity just for a baby. Those people are either jealous, lonely, or cannot understand our story. Maybe people will read this and understand, I don't know and I don't care, because I'm writing this for you.
But now,
I love seeing Bellahs eyes light up when she sees you, I love that we ge to watch her grow, I love that we get to teach her, I love that she Is here. I love cooking you dinner, and doing the grocery shopping. Its like we are playing grown ups. I love that we are so silly, that we laugh, that we have laughing fits. I love that we always cuddle, after laughter, tears, anger. Sometimes just because. Kissing you Is like dying and going to heaven. I love that you helped me find Jesus.
I love our fights because we always work it out, even when we are furious, nothing could get between us. Our fights make us stronger. I love mornings like this in bed together. You and bellah are currently asleep but I love every morning that the three of us cuddle. It's just too cold not to. I love falling asleep in your arms. And kissing you goodnight. I love the expected 'I love you's and the random ones. I lov when we discuss/plan our wedding because yes I do want to marry you. Haha I love that bellah just put her hand in yours even though neither of you are awake. I love you accept me for me, bitchyness, jealous, crazyness, all of it. I love that bellah is the only routine in our life, and we adventure a lot.
I love that every part of our imperfect relationship makes it perfect.
Jamie Andrew you are my life. My love. My best friend. My saviour. My life partner. My rock. My light in the dark. Nobody could compare to you. Nobody could even understand the things you do for me. Little things like taking me to the toilet at night because im scared of the dark to big things like cleaning the house while I am out. And every thing in between. I don't tell you enOugh how much I appreciate it. How much I appreciate you. I seem to be telling everyone else more then you but as soon as you wake up I will tell you.
Babe nothing compares to you.
We have come so far. But we have so much further to go.
I love you Jamie.
Love Eadie Parkinson-Hall. <3
xox
Monday, August 29, 2011
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