Moments in Time…

4-5-15

Life is but a dream, most of the time I really do believe this, just as everything is going okay, then hell can break loose in a moment.

Today as most of us know as Easter, family gatherings, to get together, just to set around and talk, kiss and hold the babies, and play with the grandchildren.

Always someone has to throw a fly in the soup, and start crap about nothing, and no we weren’t drinking, but it is the better than me attitude, or actually do what I tell you to do, because your having fun and I am not.

My Son and his girlfriend just can’t get it together, actually it is both of their faults, but they just don’t get it.  She is Bossy, pregnant with twins, very hormonal and he doesn’t like to be bossed around, actually today she asked him to do something, but he was stuck up his friends ass, and she was in the kitchen cleaning it up, she basically asked him to help her a little, and it started a screaming match, mind you they were the host of this party, gathering or what ever you want to call it.

People were getting up and leaving, tired of their fights or arguments and basically didn’t want to be around. Which you can’t blame them, at all.

They got a relationship intervention by my brother and his lover, telling them they need to grow up, a lot of need to this and that’s.

Do you think they listened, probably not, they have been going through this for a couple of years now, She has been basically pregnant since my son has known her, they also have a 9 month old son, and yes I did say they have twins on the way due in late August I will let you do the math.

My son reminds me of his father, he has a temper, and she pushes the buttons just like I used to do with his father, not making excuses but he was raised in this household that we argued on a daily basic, I stayed home just as she does when I was married to his father, she stays home, I know she doesn’t feel good and clearly in a high risk pregnancy which my son has no idea what that means, she isn’t supposed to lift anything, so a lot of the things I hear her ask him to help, and that is where most of the arguments arise.

Each day I pray for them, hoping that they will work out this problem between them, pretty soon their will be 3 babies, and they will have their hands full so they need to work together, to be together.  Not just so this pattern stops, so these children don’t see them argue over stupid stuff, and think it is alright.