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Seeing all those things about dad Niall last night makes me wanna talk about dad bressie

Oh, my Lord. Daddy Bressie. Swoon. Nothing is sexier than a man and a small child. I can just imagine Bressie his tiny new born baby in his big hands. His son’s tiny little head nuzzled against is broad chest, the look of love etched into every feature of his face. You wouldn’t be able to take your eyes off of them.

As baby boy got a bit older, Bressie would have himself a mini-me. He’d be the spitting image of “da” and they would do everything together. They’d go to the lake on weekend afternoons for da and son time. They would go for ice cream, snuggle while they watched the tele, and genuinely have the best time doing “man stuff”. Nothing could top Bressie and baby boy.

Then, one day, you’d tell Bressie “I’m preggers again, love.” His eyes glaze over and you’re momentarily scared that he was upset, maybe he doesn’t want another baby because he and baby boy are thick as thieves. But the stunned looked on his face was quickly replaced by the biggest smile you had ever seen. He pulled you into a bone crushing hug while the tears he tried to hide flowed freely, saturating the collar of your shirt.

The months wore on and your tummy grew with each passing day, it seemed. He acted nervous and excited about the new baby, feelings that matched your own. You decided not to find out the sex of the baby so it could be a surprise. Neither of you cared what you were blessed with, just as long as he or she was healthy. That was all that mattered. So, on the day your second child came into this world, and the doctor announced, “it’s a girl”, you watched as your husband’s face crumple. Happy tears flowed down his beautiful face. Nothing would ever top that moment. And every day that she was on the earth, your husband was wrapped more and more around her tiny little pink finger. Nothing in the world could be any better than this.

(All pics are from @bressielove and @undertheniall . Last gif is mine)

(I made myself cry, btw.)

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Seeing all those things about dad Niall last night makes me wanna talk about dad bressie

Oh, my Lord. Daddy Bressie. Swoon. Nothing is sexier than a man and a small child. I can just imagine Bressie his tiny new born baby in his big hands. His son’s tiny little head nuzzled against is broad chest, the look of love etched into every feature of his face. You wouldn’t be able to take your eyes off of them.

As baby boy got a bit older, Bressie would have himself a mini-me. He’d be the spitting image of “da” and they would do everything together. They’d go to the lake on weekend afternoons for da and son time. They would go for ice cream, snuggle while they watched the tele, and genuinely have the best time doing “man stuff”. Nothing could top Bressie and baby boy.

Then, one day, you’d tell Bressie “I’m preggers again, love.” His eyes glaze over and you’re momentarily scared that he was upset, maybe he doesn’t want another baby because he and baby boy are thick as thieves. But the stunned looked on his face was quickly replaced by the biggest smile you had ever seen. He pulled you into a bone crushing hug while the tears he tried to hide flowed freely, saturating the collar of your shirt.

The months wore on and your tummy grew with each passing day, it seemed. He acted nervous and excited about the new baby, feelings that matched your own. You decided not to find out the sex of the baby so it could be a surprise. Neither of you cared what you were blessed with, just as long as he or she was healthy. That was all that mattered. So, on the day your second child came into this world, and the doctor announced, “it’s a girl”, you watched as your husband’s face crumple. Happy tears flowed down his beautiful face. Nothing would ever top that moment. And every day that she was on the earth, your husband was wrapped more and more around her tiny little pink finger. Nothing in the world could be any better than this.

(All pics are from @bressielove and @undertheniall . Last gif is mine)

(I made myself cry, btw.)

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Bressie via Instagram (9 April 2022)

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Bressie kayaking in Austin, TX per his instagram

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Bressie kayaking in Austin, TX per his instagram

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Bressie in the US at SXSW per his instagram

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Bressie in the US at SXSW

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HAPPY ST PATRICKS DAY!

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Bressie in Austin, Texas (via Instagram) 13 March 2022.

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Bressie via Instagram (25 February 2022)

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Bressie Love💗

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Who is bressie?

Niall Breslin is a friend of Niall’s. He is a fellow Irishman, born in Dublin but raised in Mullingar. He is a former rugby player for Westmeath GAA. Once he retired from rugby he began a music career and still records today. He now owns a recording studio in Dublin (http://camdenrecordingstudios.com/)…i believe Niall has a controlling interest in the studio. Anyway, he’s wicked smart and hilarious and is very transparent about his struggle with Generalized Anxiety Disorder. In addition to all of this, he looks like this: