Ryan is a no nonsense type of guy and isn't one to do the relationship thing, it's not his style.
He's more of a hit it and quit it type of guy; some label him as a bad boy, but he's just living life the way he wants to....
That is, until one day...
Over the past few months, I've been noticing a slight change in Ryan, but then again this is a natural occurring thing. He's good for a while and then he does a complete one eighty on me so I'm not surprised by this at all.
My belly has gotten a little bigger and it's getting harder to move around and keep up with Jeremiah because all he wants to do is run around the house and get into everything. I let him roam around but I can only let him go so far, he starts pulling stuff down and knocking things over. I know it's going to be a challenge when the baby gets here, I can already tell it's going to be a hot mess.
"Mama, go outside!" He said pulling on my shirt and pointing to the door
"You want to go outside?" He would shake his head yes and I would bend down to put his shoes on
"You want Spike to come outside to?"
"Yes, Spike!" I went over to where both the dogs where and I let both of them out of the gate. Both of them take off running and Spike as expected to be, is about as big as I am
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I put on my flip flops and I put my phone in my pocket, "Dada!" Jeremiah says looking out the window
"No dada isn't here, he'll be back later." I said opening the door and the dogs ran out first and then Jeremiah. I stepped outside and sure enough Ryan was getting out of the car
Jeremiah ran to him and hugged his leg, "Dada!" Ryan picked him up, ruffled his hair and kissed him on the cheek
"Hey my man, did you miss me?"
Jeremiah shook his head yes and giggled as Ryan made funny faces at him and then set him down. He turned to me and tried to grab my face to kiss me, but I flinched away
"Ryan, is that blood on your hands?" He looked at his hand and shrugged
"I guess so." He tried to kiss me again but I flinched away
"You are not touching me with someone else's blood on your hand."
He scoffed, "It's dried up, it's not gonna hurt you." He looked down to see Jeremiah staring up at us with wide, curious eyes
Ryan kneeled down to him, "Why don't you go play with Spike while mommy and I talk for a minute, ok."
"Ok." He ran along to go play with the dog while Ryan stood up and draped his arm over my shoulder and I tried squirming away so I can avoid his hand from touching me
"How's my baby girl doing?" He asked while rubbing my stomach with his other hand
"Fine, despite Jeremiah constantly running around and getting into everything, at least she hasn't started stomping me in my sides yet, like Jeremiah did."
"Don't speak too soon, it doesn't take them long." He said kissing me on the cheek
