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[tadpoles-yay]

Todays tadpiole

Hey is that the banded bullfrog tadpole what’s he doing here why is he whi-

SIKE ITS A TOMATO FROG TADPOLE

The swarm

He so old

Apparently these guys are filter feeders

Too late to be a tadpole but look how polite he is!!!!! :D

In hindsight it makes sense that they look alike they are from the same family…

Microhylidae btw

[polywogslovetales]

I can not overstate how huge of a difference a full day of physical affection that ended in amazingly hot sex makes on my overall sense of fulfillment and wellbeing. We’ve been together for over 6 years and I’m giggly like it’s our first time together. Every feeling of disconnect I had been experiencing was banished by your kisses, and hugs, and playful pinches.

[thats-frogs-babey]

🌱tadpole pond🌱

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[openmindeddating]

Polywog: a new person within in Poly relationship, or, a child in a poly household #Polywog #polyamory #PolyPride #polyamorous #OpenMinded

[polywogslovetales]

There is something absolutely heart warming about that moment when you get out of bed and your partner immediately rolls over and takes the spot you left. I don’t know why but that moment always makes me smile and has in every relationship I have ever been in.

[thats-frogs-babey]

Frog fact #1

I love them :)

[polywogslovetales]

I’ve been here before. I’ve felt the crushing weight of my insecurities and the acknowledgement that things aren’t how they are supposed to be and that something has to give soon. I’ve been through the process of denying those feelings as unfounded while not being able to shake them. I’ve experienced having fears, trying to pretend they aren’t rational but having a valid basis for them. I’ve been here before. And I’ve always lost. In the past I delayed that conversation - the one where I addressed these fears in hopes that they aren’t real - and when I did have that conversation it was either the end or the beginning of the end. I can’t help but think of a lyric from the sad past of my listening habits: “it’s a parabolic story but it’s boring and it ends how you’d expect.”

So when it came time to have this conversation with F I was terrified. Things have been off lately. We haven’t felt as connected and our time spent together has felt uncomfortable. We did connect some but that only highlighted how different things felt the rest of time. I’ve been afraid. Afraid to acknowledge my fears and feelings and give them voice. I have been afraid to be right. I have been afraid to have this talk with F and it be the end, again, for me.

So when it did come, when we did talk, and he instead reassured me. When he explained to me that he felt weird too but wanted to work to make them feel better. When he told me it’s ok to feel weird and that I should “cry to him more often” instead of just feeling bad alone. When he told me how much he still loves me and how much he wants this to work. When he held me as I cried and made everything feel better. I was able to tell my fears and feelings that they were valid AND COMPLETELY WRONG ABOUT EVERYTHING. I had prepared myself for the worst and was met with love, compassion and reassurance. I am truly a very lucky man.

[polywogslovetales]

There’s Always Another Secret

Don’t worry, dear wogs, this is not a sad post despite the ominous title. (The title is for M. She’ll know what it means) I am visiting M in her town for a week as one of the few opportunities I have to see her throughout the year.  We spent the day inside day drinking and watching anime and overall having an AMAZING day.  But, the comfort of this experience (and perhaps pushed on by a little liquid courage) caused M to admit to me things that she had not admitted to anyone else ever (as far as I know).  The import of this was not lost on me and I love and appreciate her for telling me this but part of why she hadn’t shared this with anyone is because, as far as I can tell, she had not had an environment where she felt comfortable exploring the ideas out loud.  In some ways M is an external processor (like me) which means she has to say ideas out loud to figure out how she feels about them; she needs to give voice and name to the things in her head to properly meet them.  Sadly for you, dear wogs, I am not going to reveal M’s deepest secrets to you.  I bring up this experience to say this, though: we will always be learning things about our partners no matter how long we are with them and part of why this is the case is because our partners are always growing and adapting and giving voices to ideas as they coalesce (or sometimes much later than they coalesce) so there will always be another secret and it is our duty to give them the space and support needed to explore those secrets with us. ;)