did i make this just to put in my october 4th tag

From Sept 2012 to July 2013

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September 2012 to January 2013

Liam : Payzer breaks up (Sept, 26th) then rumored to be dating Leona

Zerrie : 2nd cheating scandal (Sept 25th) then silence for 2 months

A little before the actual Payzer break-up, Ziam are w-i-l-d with flirting (they can feel the freedom coming) and even after the actual break-up and Zayn’s cheating scandal, despite the supposedly bad times they’re both going through, Ziam has never been this happy !

Liam goes also wild, laughing his ass off at Louis’ sexual innuendos, which makes Zayn quite jealous :

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The Story of Archie and Velcro

Monday August 22nd 2016 was the worst day of my life.  My sweet Charlie the GCC left me after 9 years of companionship.  My heart was broken and I thought it would never heal.

After we left the vet with our baby’s body to take him home ready to be collected for cremation the next day, Ivan told me this:
“I know I said that if anything ever happened to Charlie, you weren’t to get another bird.  But I think that you will need another bird to take all that love you have to give.  It doesn’t have to be soon, but whenever it feels right for you, you can get another birdie to love”

That night when I went to bed, I dreamed a name.  I don’t remember if it was part of a dream or what, but I just remember the name gave me such a warm feeling in my heart and I just committed it to memory.

The next day was Tuesday and I just went to my parent’s place and cried.  I received a message on my phone that was to be the landmark for the direction of mine and Ivan’s future.
My very good friend Irina reminded me that her and her husband Ken are conure breeders.  They were so broken hearted to hear of Charlie’s death and they both agreed that they wanted to give me a gift of one of their babies, not as a replacement for Charlie, but as a way to help heal our hearts and not let all the love we had to give go to waste.
I read the message a few times and something inside me said that this was the thing that was going to save me.  I shared the details with my family and they said it was like I suddenly returned from the dead.  My Mum said she suddenly knew I was going to be ok and that it was going to work out.

When asked what sort of conure I would be interested in  and told the choices, I was immediately excited about the prospect of having a crimson bellied conure.  Irina told me there were babies due any day and I would be free to choose one.

The name I had on my heart was to me a boy’s name and therefore I decided that I would prefer to have a boy bird.  This meant that we had to wait until the babies were around 10 days old to have samples taken and then around 2 weeks for the samples to be sent away and the DNA results returned.   The name I had been given was Archie and it was only a few days later when telling my mum the name that it suddenly dawned on me that Archie was an anagram of Charlie with the L missing.  I knew then that this whole journey had been somehow orchestrated by my Charlie.  I don’t know why he couldn’t stay with me, but it seemed that he had already chosen a baby for me to love.  A few days after that I was chatting with a friend and told her how the name came about and she said she wanted to try and fit the L into Archie’s name so that we could use all of Charlie’s letters.  I said “oh that’s easy really, we will just call him Archie L. Meyer and the L will stand for Love”

On 31st August 2016 the first baby hatched!  I was smitten already…

On the 4th September 2016 another baby hatched and there were two gorgeous babies in the nest

So fast forward a bit and on ninth September 2016 the beautiful little oldest baby got a leg band

My goodness I was already in love with this baby…I was already praying that this would end up being my boy.

On the 12th September 2016 the blood test for the first baby (nicknamed Sparky) was sent off. It was to be a tense couple of weeks to wait for results.

On 22nd of September the proverbial you know what hit the fan….
The test results for Sparky came back inconclusive.  Baby number 2 was definitely a girl and her nickname was Velcro.
I was frustrated beyond belief.  I was so in love with Sparky and just wanted him to turn out to be my boy and now I was going to have to wait for another sample to be done and sent off to find out.  Aaaargh!!!!!

As a bit of a joke, I told Irina to try putting something blue and something pink near Sparky to see if he could show us if he was a boy or girl.  Irina went one better than me and actually did the test and videoed it. And Velcro was used in the tests even though we already knew she was a girl.  I watched these videos so many times and laughed myself silly.  I was so touched that Irina played along with my silliness and it just made me feel so special.

Obviously Sparky had no idea what sex he was and Velcro knew she was a girl but just liked to put her head down and run for it…so cute.

To make matters worse, Sparky started showing such personality and was making me fall in love even more.  He even stood on his sister’s head to try and have a conversation with one of the silver conure babies, nicknamed Robbie.

And then one time Sparky and Velcro were in their tub together

And when Irina came to check on them….Sparky had disappeared!!!

He’d climbed out of his tub and gone to visit with the neighbours…hahaha

That’s him at the front of the very crowded tub looking very pleased with himself.

On 30th September 2016 Sparky weighed in at 116 grams and made us wonder if he was really a crimson belly or maybe a cockatoo of sorts…

By 3rd October, Sparky was really starting to look like a “real” birdie

I was desperately trying not to be so focused on Sparky as it was a 50/50 chance that he was going to turn out to be a girl and my conviction was that I was getting a boy…

So we found out that we could expect the results of the remaining 3 crimson babies around the 7th of October which was a Friday.

I went for a job interview on Friday 30th of September and secured the job on the spot. Ivan surprised me with the news that we would take a drive to see Irina the following weekend as a congratulations present for getting the job.  I was soooooo excited.

Ivan decided to be a bit devious and tell Irina that she wasn’t allowed to tell me the DNA results of the babies until I arrived.  That last week was murder.  I was swinging between my desire to have Sparky be my baby boy and just accepting that if Sparky turned out to be a girl, that one of the two remaining babies would be my boy.

The night before we were due to leave, I had a bit of a hard time because I was stressed over the whole DNA thing and I was missing my Charlie incredibly.  The next morning I made the decision that I would take Sparky as my baby, regardless of whether it was a boy or a girl.  Irina had dropped some hints and I was pretty convinced that Sparky was going to be a girl, and I had decided I was ok with that.

When we arrived at Irina and Ken’s place, they had a little baby shower for me.  They had a box with half blue and half pink and brought out first, a Jenday baby in the box…very cute, but not my baby…haha  Next they brought out each of the crimson babies and they all had little coloured tags, pink obviously for girl and blue for boy. Baby 4 turned out to be a boy, babies 3 and 2 were girls, one of them being Velcro that we already knew was a girl. Then they brought out Sparky and there was no tag in the box!  Ivan said something about it not mattering what the sex was but I insisted that I still wanted to know even though it didn’t matter…

Irina lifted the box up and on the bottom was a blue tag….I was so gobsmacked that Sparky was my boy all along and his name would be Archie L. Meyer as predicted by my precious angel Charlie.


So we spent many great hours playing with Archie and spending time with Irina, Ken, the kids, Jack, the dog and all of the birds.  On Saturday night I was nursing Archie and Ivan decided to nurse Velcro because he thought she looked lonely without her brother.  He was so proud of himself when he was the first one to hold fresh veggies to their beaks and got them to eat.  He spent quite a bit of time playing with Velcro.  I ended up with both Archie and Velcro on me for a couple of hours and I began to secretly wish there was some way that we could have Velcro AND Archie.

Sunday morning was over before we knew it and we had to leave to go home.  Just as we were about to leave Irina and Ken’s place, Ivan suddenly announced that he was smitten with Velcro and wanted to have her as well. Obviously we would pay for her but he had decided his heart was for her and he wanted her to be a part of our family.

We left with the intentions of finding out if it was safe to have brother and sister together and after contacting a number of birdie friends in the same position, we decided it was going to be ok and we let Irina and Ken know that we would be back in a couple of weeks to take two of their precious babies!!!

I can’t say how exciting this was and we had a bit of fun announcing to the world that we were getting two babies instead of just the one.

I actually believe that all the mucking around that occurred in us finding out the DNA of Archie actually was preparing us that we were going to end up with Velcro too.

Ivan announced that he particularly liked the name Velcro and we agreed that since she sticks to you like glue, it was the perfect name for her.

So this is the story of how we ended up committing to having two perfect little crimson bellied conures.

43 Minutes Part 1

I wrote this fic intending for it to be a 2 (maybe 3) parter, but if you guys don’t want another part just let me know. I am totally happy to do whatever you all prefer. I would also like to apologise in advance if the medical knowledge in this fic is not up to scratch. I am not a qualified medical professional so I am really sorry if any of this is inaccurate. Please do not hesitate to let me know if anything is inaccurate though, I would be happy to learn in the future!

This fic is based on Unicorn Baby’s 4th birthday, and the events that happen during the difficult day for Amelia. 

May 15th 2012

‘Addie. Addie, my baby’s going to die.’

May 15th 2016

Amelia knew that today was not going to be a particularly easy day for her but in the same way as all the other anniversaries, she tried her best to forget and soldier on with it. She woke up alone as Owen was called into the hospital during the night. It was fine. She could handle this on her own, heck she had been dealing with it on her own for the last 4 years, why should today be any different? Amelia got out of bed, wearing one of Owen’s shirts that drowned her tiny figure, and grabbed a box from under the bed. She sat back down on the bed and took a deep breath before opening the box. It was filled with memories.

Memories of her dad – his watch, photos of his wedding to her mom, photos of him with Amelia as a child playing and laughing.

Memories of her brother – Mer’s old phone with his voice encapsulated inside, photos of him with Zola and Bailey, one of his old shirts that she took from the dream house on the day of his funeral. It still smelt of him a bit, but the scent was beginning to fade.

Memories of her best friend – photos of them travelling together and being silly, a necklace Amelia bought her for her 21st birthday.

Memories of her sweet baby. The baby who was meant to be turning 4 today, and running around with his little friends and stuffing his face with birthday cake. Amelia hesitated as she got to one special memory – his hospital tag. There wasn’t much for her to take from the hospital as a memory of him, she didn’t even get a picture of him. The tag was the only thing she had to remember him by. Her heart broke as she stroked the tag, the anger and hurt creeping back into her emotions. Her eyes began to fill with tears when it all came flooding back to her.

Happy Birthday my beautiful boy. I love you all the way around the world and back again.

Snapping herself out of this state, she started to get ready for the day ahead of her.

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