omniscient
a rough couple of months it was.
the girl was depressed for months, her fiancé really having to step up his fathering role.
he didn't mind it though, he was fine with the way things were but he would be glad when they went back to normal.
their son was now 6 months and they were having a little get together.
isaiah
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"hi fats hi chunkyyyy" i said speaking to ahmad
"can you say dada" me and sanyiah been tryna get him to talk for the longest
"dadada" i started screaming
"SANYIAHHHHHH HE JUST SAID DADAAAAA"
"you're lying"
"i swear bruh"
"hey fatsss can you say dada"
"daadada" he babbled
"don't make me cry right now"
my baby is a big boyyyyy
sanyiah tried to get him to say mama
"can you say mama" he said holding him up
he just stared at her
"man this baby broken, dont piss me off"
i started laughing because this proved he was a daddy's boy for sure
"cmon fats let's get you ready for your party."
it was early may and my allergies were going cuhrazyyyy
after the party, we tried feeding him some soft foods to see what he did and didn't like
he liked the sweet potatoes, rice and carrots.
he hated the avocado but that's okay because i hate avocado too
afterwards, we gave him a bath and got him ready for bed.
he was going through a phase where he cried a lot if nobody was holding him but he cried when sanyiah tried to hold him when he wasn't tired.
"my son hate me isaiah."
"he don't hate you baby come on"
"yes he dooo he won't even let me pick him up and he start crying"
"that don't mean he hate you baby"
"yes it does" she started crying
i put him in his crib and got in the bed
"come here."
she got in the bed in sat next to me
i pat my lap and she sat down on my lap.
