Morning

A couple of things hit me quite clearly this morning, they hit me whilst I was in the moment and kind of struck me cold. The alarm went off at 6.oo and you know when it wakes you from a real deep sleep and really kind of jolts you awake? That's what happened this morning, it kind of made me jump from sleep to awake in seconds and I was lay there kind of confused, not knowing what had just happened nor where I was. I was still kind of dazed when I felt something stirring beside me, I turned to look to side and there was my baby in the first stages of waking up; to be honest I was that dozy I kind of forgot he was there next to me in bed. I appreciate that sounds awful but it's not meant to be - it's just a reflection of how bad I am first thing in the morning. It surprised me, it was the best surprise ever and as my mind started to kick into gear and the memories began to resurface it made me smile. I sat there for a couple of minutes just watching him - so delicate, so fragile and so beautiful, the most beautiful sight to wake up to; and as he came around I kissed him gently and told him he was beautiful and that I loved him.

I got up first as I was heading out first and whilst in the shower I just thought to myself that I could never get bored of waking up with my boyfriend laying in bed next to me. I think it's impossible, to be greeted by such a beautiful guy who's there as soon as I wake up and whose presence just brings the memories of the intimate moments we shared the night before flooding back. The thoughts of last night I shared my body with him, the feelings we both felt and the joy we gave to each other; and now he's lay in bed and I just want to love him forever. It just made me smile from the inside out, it made me so happy because he makes me so happy; they were just such pure and innocent thoughts, I don't know but it kick started my day in the best possible way.

I headed back into the bedroom to get ready and found my baby sat on the edge of the bed with the duvet wrapped around his midriff, I leaned down to kiss him in passing before he made his way into the bathroom. Once I was clothed I went downstairs, put the kettle on, poured some cereal and began to eat mine whilst my baby was still getting ready; then I poured some cereal for my baby and made him a drink. Thoughts just hit me again about how perfect my life is, right at that moment; there I was preparing breakfast for the guy I love to bits, a small token gesture admittedly but as always it's the simple things in life. I swear I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else, if I was offered a million pounds to turn away from my life at that moment, to turn away from my baby I'd refuse without a single doubt. My baby headed downstairs in his formal trousers, shirt and tie; and he just looked amazing - so smart and sexy, I adore him in his workwear. He just makes me feel so proud of him, I don't know but he just looks like he's made for the part, like it's his destiny or something, that the world should sit up and take notice of him; perhaps it does. I'm sure there's plenty of boys and girls that see him and think I wouldn't mind a piece of the action with him - there's got to be; well the girls are out of luck and the boys, I'm sorry but he's already taken.

I left my baby eating his cereal and headed out for work, kissing him and wishing him a good day as I went. His last words were I'll see you tonight babes, how I love those words - I'll see you tonight babes. And here's me, I'm not supposed to be a morning kind of guy and I had a wonderful day...............