Family

Family, you can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em! Most things in life you can control, but no matter what choices you make in life, you cannot choose your family. So it's like it, or lump it.
Today, Aaron and I went to visit my parents, and no one was in the house. So, like I have been doing since I was twelve, I broke in, through a window. This is an age-old tradition, my parents have never been bothered about it before. So, when I went round again later, I didn't expect anything to come of it.
However, that was not the case. Apparently, my sister Mary, who in her divine wisdom feels its okay to tell me off, thought it was neccessary to tell me a few things.
1. When there is no one in the house, I'm not allowed to be there.
2. I'm no longer allowed to break into the house, apparently it is breaking and entering, which clearly my parents will totally prosecute me for.
3. When I argued that I should have a key, I was told I was not allowed a key, because it's not my house.
OUCH, I think myself and Aaron should stay away for a while and maybe start to treat the house as though it isn't where my family live. Whoops.
Anywho's , I've had my rant, and I'll get back to telling you all about my pregnancy. Lately, I'm totally excited about our little Brom. I'm happy to have a boy or a girl. As long as they're happy and healthy, I'll be the happiest lady alive. Slowly, I'm learning what's important in my life. My Aaron. He makes my heartbeat faster every moment. He's inside my heart, beating eternally. My baby, he/she will be here soon and they'll be welcomed into the world with open arms. My family, who are growing steadily. Obviously there's my three sisters, my parents, my extended family. And then there's my new family. Every now and then you meet people who make you realise that the world is a place full of love. I've been living with Aaron's mum Caron, and Gary/Richard for a few weeks now, and I already feel at home. Spending time with Aaron's niece, sister and Dad has also been lovely.
I feel truly blessed.

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