I cry

And I cry for all the right reasons......

Yesterday was so hard, it was a seriously difficult day to get through and I struggled, I struggled so bad - I was almost in tears at one point; I was walking around work clutching a photo of my baby in my hand - no joke. The day just seemed to drag and the nearer I got to going home and seeing my baby the more I realised I missed him - it was horrible; I don't think I've ever missed somebody so much in my life, it broke me in two yesterday. Hence, I was so glad when home time eventually came around, I literally ran from the office and headed straight to Sainsburys to stock up for the weekend before racing on home, well as racing as I get when I'm carrying carrier bags full of shopping! I turned into my street and my baby's car was parked outside, it honestly took my breath away and I had to stop and stand still for a second or two. A complete and utter feeling of relief rushed over me and as I walked down the street and closer to home the tears began to well up in my eyes. By the time I reached the front door the tears were streaming down my cheeks..................

I opened the door and didn't even have time to shut it behind me; one cute and sexy boyfriend with the biggest smile in the World said he'd missed me so much, I dropped my bags on the floor and, well I couldn't have not cried for a million pounds - the tears flooded from my eyes. So much so that I couldn't even speak, we hugged, we kissed and my baby helped to dry my tears - and the thing I remember the most, the thing that struck me quite vividly even through my watery eyes, was my baby's beautiful smile. My world lit up again with his smile, it had been rather grey and dull without it but back in his arms I felt so alive both inside and out - the world had come back to life. We hugged and kissed for, well we don't know how long, but it was a long time whilst my baby tried his best to make my tears run dry; but each time he said he missed me or he loved me I started all over again - I missed being loved and I missed loving my baby. I love kisses and cuddles so much, more than words could ever do justice to, they have the power to heal my heart, soul and spirit - with my baby's kisses and cuddles I know everything is going to be okay; and it is and it was............

The holiday has done my baby good, he's never looked so alive and so healthy - seriously; I didn't think he could ever look more gorgeous but he does, being out and about in the glorious Spring weather day on day has left its mark. Not only that but he's so relaxed, more than ever, not that he ever really gets stressed (that's my job in our relationship) he just takes everything in his stride and doesn't let things get on top of him; but still I can just tell he's so happy and carefree inside - it's heartening, very much so, as I said if my baby's happy then I'm happy - we're both stupidly happy. We spent the night cuddled up, drinking a few beers and a few Brandy's whilst my baby recounted the stories of his holiday and showing me the photos. He's had a whale of a time boys and girls, an absolute jaunt and it all comes through in the stories he tells of it - the excitement and laughter in his voice, it was stunningly beautiful to just sit there, to watch and to listen to him; I've never been to Devon but last night I was transported there, perhaps one day we'll get to go together - I have an invite, well two actually - one from my baby and one from his sister. Family means a great deal to my baby, it's a good trait to have, there are some who don't get on with their families for whatever reason, but if you can you should, my baby does and it shows, regardless of the miles he loves his sister - for a while the miles closed in on them, the memories remain so vibrant............

We really would love to tell you that sex was anything but earth shattering because that would prove that we're only human; and even though we are human we cannot lie - sex was beyond description (although it won't stop me from trying to describe it!) I'm only joking boys and girls, suffice to say that five days apart left us both with so much pent up sexual tension and to feel my baby inside me again after so long beggars any kind of belief. He kept me on the boil for so long last night, it was so tender and so loving, I was in a state of orgasm for so long, my whole body was shaking it was so racked with pleasure - lord knows what the neighbours think of us because I was far from quiet, there was no way on earth that I could keep such pleasure quiet, it's impossible. I was lay gazing up into my baby's eyes as he moved inside of me, totally and utterly powerless, totally and utterly lost - our sex life is the best we've ever had and the best we've ever known.

And to wake up this morning with my beautiful baby lay beside me in bed was a thrill all on its own - the bed felt so empty this week, I had way too much room; so to sleep so close and to feel so safe and so warm next to my baby's body, and to wake up to a kiss, a cuddle and a horny boyfriend - it's the only way to start the day. My baby cooked breakfast this morning, he said he wanted to, he said he missed cooking for me and looking after me - it was beautiful, not only food wise but to just sit around the kitchen table, drinking coffee, talking and planning the day together, whilst we slowly woke up, it's been way too long. We're going into Manchester today, the sun may not be shining but at least it's dry, the sun doesn't need to shine anyway - my baby's the only sunshine I need in my life, when I'm with him there's always light and warmth in my World. Have a great day blogger friends, spent it with someone you love and never, ever take such times for granted because they're special and should be cherished. With love xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx.