When he’s home the hours go too quickly, the kids bedtime isn’t as important, the washer runs nonstop, the world seems unimportant, and the kisses are sweeter. Being in love with a welder make the heart grow fonder and the time with him so much more special.
Some days are just hard
Today was one of them days. Nothing went as planned one kid was screaming and the other crying. Baths got delayed to tomorrow and dinner was unedible. Do I wish things would of gone differently? Yes very much so but laying here with my two beautiful girls sleeping soundly makes all the tears worth it. I wouldn’t trade my imperfect world for anything and I’m glad today was hard to make me realize how lucky we truly are. And on that note I want to thank my husband for all the sacrifices he makes so I can stay home with the girls and for making our dreams one day closer.
Finding Mr. Wrong
Oh the super mean things I would love to say about Mr. Wrong but in the beginning I thought he was Mr. Right. He was tall, Italian, had the perfect tan, had the adorable hick accent, said all the right things hell he even raced dirt bikes. It was a dream to me how could a guy like him be interested in a girl like me? But yet he was. I had never felt so safe and so loved before so of course I would do anything and everything he said of wanted. I ignored all the red flags that started on day two of dating. Telling me I couldn’t hang out with my friends anymore caused a huge fight but yet I couldn’t resist cuz a guy like him wanted me. He made me feel alive. My phone would go off nonstop with sweet texts from him but the minute I would get off work he expected me to be on my way to his house no ifs ands or buts about it. And of course blinded by love I did. After a month he told me to move in with him so I did as I was told. Then two days after that he told me to quit my job. Then it was my Facebook no guys even my brother and my dad were to be friends with me. It just went down hill from. I wasn’t allowed to hang out with a girl, I was to be presentable when he got home from work, his laundry was to be done and so on. But one night he told me he loved more than anything in world and wanted a family. And like an idiot I agreed. Afters a few months we found out I was pregnant he was happy but then he became even more controling . I wanted to leave I tried to leave but he wouldn’t let me and the hole he put in the door where he missed my head was enough for me to stop trying. But yet nothing for better he stopped coming home when he got off work and wouldn’t tell me where he was. I’m sure he was cheating but now days I could care less what he did. One day though I realized I cannot raise a child in this environment. So I left packed what I could and was gone. He went crazy begging me to come back that he changed and everything but I refused. A few months later I found out I was having a baby girl. I called to let him know he would have a daughter he said I don’t give a f and hung up. That was so hard for me he wanted this child and then decided nope don’t want anything to do with it. When my water broke I called him once more and I heard it’s not your f-ing due date and then he hung up. The next morning I had the most beautiful healthy baby girl. She was my rock and decided right then and there I would give her three times the love of both parents. And for a year that worked.
Day One
Today I decided I wanted more for my daughter and I. Was I tired of struggling and working 12 hour days to make sure she had everything and then some? Yes very tired. Do I regret it? Any of it? No never. People think they know my story-Ive seen the looks on their faces “another teen mom” “must be a slut” “does she know who the daddy is” and the truth is I really don’t give a darn anymore. I left her daddy because I knew it was for the best, there was nothing about it for me. Everything I did was for her but after a year I realized she needed love not only from but from her dad. However he wanted nothing to do with her and still to this day doesn’t. So I decided to join the online dating world. I thought what could it hurt.
Welder's Wife 