Cutest pregnancy video I've seen so far! They took video of her every single day of her pregnancy and the dad is singing to her and the baby throught the video!
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Cutest pregnancy video I've seen so far! They took video of her every single day of her pregnancy and the dad is singing to her and the baby throught the video!
Feeling huge
I’m 33 weeks pregnant and 5”0just let that sink in. I can’t see my feet or my legs. It’s been an overwhelming pregnancy. My mom wasn’t exactly thrilled at first when we told her the news. In fact she really didn’t want to have much to do with us. It hurt. But I think I was more focused on fixing my relationship. I don’t know how most men act when they find out that their fiances are pregnant but mine was in shock to say the least. I didn’t feel like he was interested or really hit reality until he saw her and heard her heart beat at the doctors. For a while he would stay at the office pretty late and I would be home waiting for him. Most nights I was asleep by the time he came home. I felt so alone. Almost like a terrible person for carrying this baby who I was so excited to have been blessed with. I looked literally on every military spouse website I could find to see if I was really alone and figure out how to cope with his distant ness and my loneliness. It got better. We grew stronger. Together. When she started moving for the first time I think I cried. I had no idea how wonderful and attached I would feel towards our baby. Now she kicks my ribs and stretches her little heels and knees until you literally can see and feel them. Between acid reflux, leg cramping, low iron, and having to pee every five minutes I’m feeling a little overwhelmed. She’s so close to being here and I’m ready to meet her and I’m ready for her to meet her daddy!! I talk to her and let her know all about her daddy. How he is a good man, how proud I am of him, and how excited he is to meet her. Daddy talks to her too. And I think she likes the sound of his voice because she kicks me and moves every time he talks to her and I. He loves to feel her kicking and moving. I think the one thing I am blessed with and will never take for granted is having my man right here beside me throughout this entire pregnancy. I know there are so many out there who don’t have that blessing. So many military spouses who’s husbands, fiances, or boyfriends who are deployed or living in another state. I admire you. You are staying strong and you are doing it even without them there. And for that I do not have much I can complain about. I do not have that right. Stay strong.
The terms...MilSo
Okay so lately I've been seeing people on social media getting butthurt over the term Milso. I am not offended by the term nor do I call myself by that name. Anyone want to help me understand why it is such a big deal? I am not understanding why people are so upset over it. It's just causing pity mean girl drama. Shouldn't y'all be conducting yourselves in a lady like fashion? You aren't in highschool and your probably embarrassing yourself and your man. Anyone have a problem with the term Milso???
Can I just ask why you would even want to submit your personal screw ups secretly to a twitter account? To each his own I guess. But seriously...some of these confessions are just plain stupid and sad.
He’s more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
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I like to say I’m new to this life style because theres so much I have to learn and more experiences that I will go through. In all reality though I’ve been with my Marine for two years and I’ve known him since middle school. I had no idea what I was getting myself into. He tried to help me understand what it was like but I really don’t think there really is too much he could have said to make me really understand.
Here we are a year later. Pregnant, engaged, and unsure of when his orders will get picked back up and where we will be. No amount of Nicholas Sparks could never have prepared me for this. But when I sit here and write I think about it I really wouldn’t change a thing. Sure it drives me crazy when he leaves his combat boots laying in the middle of the kitchen. Or when he leaves his Deltas or camis in the middle of the bedroom floor. And yes, our closet is crowded with trunks full of uniforms and bags full of equipment. I shake my head and pick it all up and put it all away.
When I look at him when he isn’t looking I just smile because I don’t know what I would do without him. He is my rock and I am his and that will never change.