Besides, having this with Matthew has been incredibly special. We're so happy every morning. Waking up beside him feels like a complete dream, and sometimes I have to pinch my arm to remind myself that this is our reality.
We sit in his library, and I read out loud while he lays his head on my stomach. His purrs warm my body and make me smile. Instead of playing the electric guitar when we're alone, he's started to play his acoustic when we sit on the sofa. His argument is that he doesn't want the loud amplifiers to "hurt" the baby. I've already told him it would be fine, but he's switched to his acoustic because he feels like it's much more calming. I'm not one to complain. I love sitting with him and having him play any music he wants.
It's just... special. Everyone says the domesticat
