They Fill The World With Joy

I was sitting in a cafe today and saw a lady with a new born baby. This little baby, was so adorable, it must’ve been around 1-2 weeks old. My heart melted – I think this is a normal response when a girl sees a baby.

It’s a remarkable thought, that we can give birth to such innocent living being.

This lady was was gently kissing her baby’s head and I couldn’t help but smile. The little sound of the baby’s gurgles as you could see that she was pursing her lips and scrunching up her face. The baby wanted food. Instinctively the mother started to breastfeed, covering up the baby so noone could see. – This is such a touchy topic. My opinion is just but one, and I don’t want anyone to get annoyed or offended. I completely and I mean completely think it’s acceptable to breastfeed a baby anywhere in the world. Whether your in a restaurant or at home in private. You wouldn’t stop a 2 year old or 10 year old eating in public then why should you turn your nose up at a baby? – They need to be fed. The majority of the world is made up of women. Now I can guarantee you that, everyone – YES everyone has seen boobs before. It’s no big deal if a mother is feeding her baby. If it make you comfortable then just avert your eyes, you don’t have to look. It should be up to the mother as to whether THEY are comfortable feeding in public. We are all entitled to our opinions. That’s just mine.

There’s something wonderful about seeing a mother and their baby. I don’t care if your the biggest manliest person ever, seeing a baby is still cute. I know for me when I see them, I do start to feel broody (and no it’s not just because I’m a girl) – My boyfriend gets broody when he sees babies as well, even more than me sometimes! I think this is natural, it lets off your ‘mothering’ instincts. Wishing and imagining of you, yourself having a baby. I know, I know, who would like to be sleepless and dealing with the tantrums but just look how cute babies are! All I would need to do is look into the baby’s cute little face and I wouldn’t care.
Names. Gosh. The amount of times me and my boyfriend have sat around thinking and talking about baby names is ridiculous. We aren’t even planning a baby or even ready! But you know when you’ve been with someone for so long, you do start to have these kind of talks. We have a Girls name. That was easy and a little obvious. However a boys name. (This will be the death of us. I swear). It’s so hard to think of a boys name. Whatever I like, he doesn’t. Whatever he likes I don’t! We can’t seem to reach a common ground with it! – I guess we just need to hope and pray we have a girl!

I could go on and on and on about babies. I just think that they are wonderful. They fill the world with joy. – Such a blessing.
Much Love,
The Insider x

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My bestfriend, My hero, My DAD!

I don’t consider my step dad as a step parent. He is my dad.
Here is a list of qualities of my step dad:

  • Funny
  • Kind hearted
  • Lovely/Loving
  • Friendly/Easy to talk too
  • Supportive/Understanding

This list can go on and on but I can’t write all of them – but you get the idea!

I was around 4/5 years old when my mum and dad spilt. It wasn’t a horrible or nasty split, obviously it wasn’t great because I didn’t know what was going on. However I saw my dad often! Until I was around 13/14. He stopped contact and speaking to me – Yeah what an idiot (which is the nicer word for him).

However, when I was 5 my mum started dating my step dad. I didn’t really know what was going on but I clicked with him straight away. I loved him from day one, although I never called him dad he has always been that figure to me. (I think I don’t call him dad because when I was younger, I knew who my dad was). – I was joint at the hip with my step dad when I was younger, always with him. Then when I got to my teenage years I distanced myself (like we all do), and now I’m an adult, I’m closer to him than ever!

My step dad, is the definition of BEST dad in the world. I can honestly say that he has been through everything with me –

  • Through changing schools
  • My moody teenage years
  • My GCSE/A-Levels results
  • My bestfriend breakups
  • Boyfriends
  • Jobs

You name it, he’s been through it with me. He deserves some kind of medal for it! It hasn’t always been plain sailing, I’ve shouted at him, called him names, been awful to him but like a true DAD he loved me unconditionally. – It must be hard to take care of someone else’s children, step parents choose to love you and then it develops to unconditionally.

As I’ve mentioned in previous blogs, he has two daughters of his own (who I love dearly) – He has never treated me any differently to them. I adore this man. I well up with pride and happiness when I hear him reference ‘my 3 Girls’ or people say ‘is this your eldest daughter?’ – LOVE IT!

He supports me in everything I do. If I’m upset, he’ll always give me the biggest cuddles ever, he’ll always ask about my day, he always tells me he is proud of me, he always treats me. – At the end of the day he is ALWAYS there when I need him, whatever the issue big or small.

I wanted to show him how much he meant to me and how lucky I was to have him for a dad. So, I took him, my mum and my boyfriend to the place where they got married. We were having such a lovely dinner. I could feel a lump in my throat as I pulled out some paper from my bag and started to say ‘you’ve been in my life for years and years, your the bestest dad I could’ve ever asked for’ (at this point he had shear panick on his face – was a little amusing!). – I held my breath and gave him the papers. I started to get teary as I saw the joy and happiness on his face. He said ‘are these official?!’ All I could do was nod as I was so emotional. I had given him the papers that confirmed that I had changed my surname to match his.

I’ve never felt so complete – I know how can you feel complete changing a name. I just can’t explain it!

I love him to pieces. He is my dad. I’m so proud and lucky to be able to say that.

My bestfriend, My hero, My DAD.

Much Love,

The Insider x