Ughhh. My last blog entry was on July 6th.
On July 9th, my boyfriend bought his airplane ticket! He'll be visiting me on August 11th! His flight gets in a little after 10pm. He only bought a one-way ticket, so far. He'll be buying his return ticket, once he's here. I'm not entirely sure why he did it that way, but it works for me. He'll be staying for a week. He'll be going back on August 19th. And when he goes back, I'm 100% positive I'll be bawling my eyes out.
His birthday is exactly 1-week from today. My baby will be turning 20! And he's very mature for his age. When I talk to him, it doesn't feel like I'm talking to a 19-year-old man. He's incredible.
When I was 11 or 12, I pretty much decided I never wanted to have kids. I've had people ask me, "What if you meet a guy that wants kids?" And I never really cared too much about that sort of thing. My question was, "What if a guy meets me and I don't want kids?" If it was somehow possible for me to change my mind, about having kids, for a guy, then wouldn't it also be possible for a guy to change his mind, about having kids, for me...??
And then... It happened...
About a month ago, my boyfriend had mentioned that he would like to have kids. One day. He made it very clear he didn't want to have kids NOW, because he's much too young for that. It was just in general conversation. We didn't talk about the topic. And I didn't tell him that I had no intentions of having kids. The topic didn't come up again. But it was something that I thought about.
I've always wanted to get married. And IF I did have kids, I'd want to have them with someone I was married to. And I would love to marry Stephen. I think he'd make a great husband. And if I think he'd be a great person to marry, I'm sure he'd also be a great person to have kids with. He's polite, respectful, has morals, sweet, intelligent, funny, silly, and very soft-spoken. Plus, he loves video games. Perhaps even more than I do. And he handles my moods VERY well. I'll be upset over things that don't even matter. Things that are completely irrelevant. And he'll see that I'm upset. He doesn't kiss my ass or apologize, no. Instead, he says, "Baby, I love you. You're perfect." And I quickly respond back with, "I love you, too, baby. But YOU are the perfect one." And by the time I finish saying that, I've forgotten what I was upset over. It's kind of sneaky, really. But it works every single time.
Even though I've always wanted to be married, I've never thought about marriage. My exes weren't exactly the type of people I wanted to spend forever with. But Stephen...? I'm constantly thinking about marrying him. And he's well aware of this. And he always tells me that he wants to marry me, too. But now... I really do want to have his kids. One day. Not now. Neither one of us are ready for that. And we're not having kids until we're married. Which has been recently discussed. Somewhat. We both agreed we'd have to get married first. And we both agreed having 1 or 2 kids wold be fine. But it just feels so weird, because I've never wanted kids. Ever. And now... I'm even having dreams about us having our own family together. And I'm okay with that. I'm excited for it.
And even though he's only 19 (Almost 20), he's very mature. He WANTS to settle down and have a family. He doesn't want to just "have fun". I mean... He's not even sexual. So when he says he wants to marry me and have kids with me, one day, I believe him. It not just because he wants down my pants. It's not because he's telling me what I want to hear. It's because he's very mature for his age, and he knows what he wants. And what he wants is me. Forever. And no one has ever really wanted me before.
Of course, having kids isn't going to happen for YEARS. I just got back on the Depo Provera birth control shot. So there will be ZERO attempts at making babies, while he's here. But we're still going to make love. A LOT. Even though he's super shy about the sex topic. But I've gotten him to be a bit more open about it. Which has been pretty nice. He never brings it up, though. It's always me bringing it up. With him just replying with, "Okay LOL." and that's it. But he's okay with everything.
I made a joke about how I resembled the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man, from Ghostbusters. He just smiled and said, "You're MY marshmallow, and you're adorable. I can't wait until I get to cuddle with you." It was cute. And it made me want to cuddle with him the moment he said that.
And he said he's DEFINITELY going to visit me, for my birthday, this year. So I'm excited about that. Spending my birthday with someone that isn't related to me, for the very first time. More importantly, spending my birthday with a man that is just as madly in love with me as I'm madly in love with him.
God, he makes me so incredibly happy. I never thought it was possible to feel this happy. And then Stephen came into my life, so unexpectedly, and flipped everything upside down. And I couldn't be more grateful, more thankful, or any happier.
But how do you explain that you don't like Hispanic food, to your Hispanic boyfriend...? That's going to be tricky. As it is, he already thinks I'm crazy for not liking eggs, pancakes, waffles, French toast, honey, or syrup. And I think he's crazy for not liking pepperoni. And for liking pineapples on his pizza. Ewwww. But we like a lot of the other same foods. We'll have to order a plain cheese pizza. That'll be fine.
And when he's here, we're going to see "The Dark Tower". Which was based off one of Stephen King's books. The previews looked good. He said he also MIGHT want to go out to eat, at least once. Which would be nice. But even if we never leave the house, and just cuddled the entire time, I'd be happy.
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