you'd think it'd stop.

after a year and a half of being with Michael, the people in his life STILL don't get it!
i know, i shouldn't let it bother me, but it really does.
i hate all the people in Mikes life, and i have good reason.
after being called a whore, a bitch, them trying to tear us apart during Boot Camp, them writing him letters telling him i was cheating on him, then telling me he was writing them saying he didn't want to be with me. and me almost not going to San Diego because after three months i was convinced he really DIDN'T want to be with me, but I'm glad i did because that wasn't the case.
after sharing EVERY special moment with at least one of them because they NEVER left Mikes house, and they never listened when he told them he wanted just alone time with me.
they'd walk in on everything, they'd unlock his door when it was locked, they'd be idiots and crawl into bed with us, never gave us privacy. nothing at all.
these are the people that tore us apart in March and gave him shit for being with me when he grandma passed away, lied to me about him cheating, created so much drama between us, trying to get me out of his life, and it didn't work, i ran after him anyway.
these are the people that wouldn't let him leave his own house to see me, so he literally had to sneak out the back door and sprint down the driveway.
these are the guys that continue to say that I'm using my husband just for a baby. that i forced him to get me pregnant. when Mike was the one telling them to screw themselves when they were telling him to go get me the Plan B pill, two weeks into our relationship. him telling them that if i was pregnant, he'd stand beside me and be a daddy. and after that he risked it anyway, and he told themt his, and its still my fault.
these are the people he refused to tell we were getting married, refused to invite them, convinced they would ruin our special day. but was more than happy to post it on facebook RIGHT after the ceremony.
these are the people that constantly let him down, and don't really care about him until he leaves.
and then they post things on his facebook mocking me, calling him names that i do, saying they love and miss him and he better be safe or they will cry their eyes out. telling him they want his address to send him porn and a fleshlight so he doesnt have to miss sex. telling him that they all need to get matching skate tattoos.
but yet they've barely talked in the last year.
i just like how they think they're his friends, when they do things to piss his wife off, mock her, and run their mouths, at the most difficult time in her life. so add to it?
i've ignored his moms friends request, and i kicked off the last of his guy friends from that group.
so now NO ONE will know when my son is born.
that's my final decision. everyone is out, officially.

My husband is almost 24 years old. he's turned himself into a family man. he's a daddy first, a husband, and a Marine. he's grown up. he knows who is and isn't important. and when he gets back everythings going to be different and they won't really be in our lives. they won't ever see his son until he's almost a year old, so i suppose it's okay. it just makes me livid, that people STILL don't get it.

but then again, who am i kidding?

i just need to focus on me, Ryder, and Michael. we're our own family now. <3


on a random note.
"don't you just wish you were me?"
"no, i'll let you keep being pregnant and married to mike."
"well, he is sex, according to his friends. and technically, if you were me, pregnant, you'd be a female."
"nope, i'd be the first man that had a baby and make millions."
"uhm, i think that guy was on oprah."
"i think that guy WAS Oprah!"

oh the mid day conversations from John LeClair. :P