- Anyway, I met my boyfriends entire family a month (not even) after we first started talking. No one really acknowledged my existance and I liked it like that.
- The second time I met them, I was at his cousins wedding and I got completely shit faced. I wish I were invisible that night.
- The third time I met his entire family was a year later on his birthday and of course they all recognized me as his girlfriend but still, no one really gave a damn to really acknowledge me.
- Yesterday I met them for the fourth freaking time and I was not invisible, I was not shit faced, they knew my name, they know I'm pregnant and so I was greeted with warm smiles and hugs and his grandma was holding my hand and asking me how I'm feeling. Well I feel great, how the hell are you? It's sort of weird really, all of the attention on me, all this acknowledgment and acceptance now that I'm carrying their future family member. I guess I'm part of the family now. His grandpa even asked when my boyfriend's going to marry me.
183 more days! So that's 13 weeks and 5 days ...
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Last night my boyfriend cell phone alarm went off at 12:01 am and I thought one of his friends were texting him (which annoyed my hormonal ass) but it was an alarm he set saying "14th week" or something. I thought it was really sweet that he's now keeping track; too bad he set it on the wrong day! haha
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