My ex-boyfriend is going to have a baby. I didn’t know that he was going to have a baby until my fiancé asked after he saw a picture of his (my ex-boyfriend’s) girlfriend, in which she appeared to be holding a baby bump. I’ve turned post notifications on for my ex on Instagram but somewhere between school, eating, sleeping, gyming, and now, anime-ing, I missed three photos of his girlfriend getting slightly bigger. I saw one but thought she was just picking up weight (not in a mean way! She’s really cute! I just wouldn’t expect her to be pregnant).
I congratulated him and he said he wanted to talk to me about it when I got home. For a split second, I thought “that could have been me.” I don’t know why I even thought that. I don’t want children soon and in fact, that would be one of the worst things that could happen to me right now. But in all of his photos, his girlfriend looks so happy holding her stomach and she really has that pregnant glow (she’s six months pregnant). I’m genuinely happy for them and I can’t wait to see their baby.
I guess I’m just realizing that we’re really going our separate ways now. And he’s solidifying it way more than I am with this baby (versus an engagement ring).
His girlfriend likes to do similar things. One of our favorite things to do was drive around the island. We used to do that a lot. One morning, he picked me up at 6:00am and we drove around the island. We used to drive around the island at night singing our favorite songs. He posts videos and photos of them driving around the island, passing and stopping at some of my favorite spots on the island.
I’m genuinely happy for him, I really am. I’m not saying it over and over to try to convince myself, but because I know it doesn’t seem like I am. I’m sad that I’m losing my confidant and that we’re really, completely leaving each other behind now. I never once thought I’d leave my fiancé for him, but when I say “leave behind,” what I mean is that we can no longer have the same relationship, I guess. We can’t randomly meet up and go to a place we used to frequent while we were dating, I can’t call him crying or message him at 1:00am because I’m sad, we can’t tell each other how special we’ll always be to one another even though we’re in serious relationships with people we truly love. It’s a weird feeling. This is someone I’ve dealt with since I was 15 years old. I’m 23 now. We dated, then didn’t talk for three years (on my part because I was mad) and after we finally started talking again, it was like nothing had changed. And I’m sad that I’m losing that. I almost feel like I’m losing part of myself.
But enough of being selfish. I always tell him I want him to be happy, and I really do. And I really mean it when I say that I am happy for him. They’re both good looking people so their baby will be cute. Japanese-Korean kids are always really cute anyway (but if I remember correctly he’s also Hawaiian, Spanish, and Chinese).