10 Truths Only Bulldog Parents Understand

10 Truths Only Bulldog Parents Understand

Morning naps, afternoon naps, post-meal naps, and 14-hour sleep schedules.

Being a bulldog mom was something I was definitely not prepared for.

When you bring a bulldog into your family you are accepting a series of challenges and committing to losing nearly 1/3 of your bed and hours of cuddle time.

Being a bulldog parent is a responsibility only other bulldog mommies and daddies can truly appreciate:

1. Summer Is NOT a Friendly Time Of The Year

While everyone else is out taking adorable pictures on the boat and enjoying mid-afternoon lunch walks, we're inside trying to save our paws from the heat and our wrinkles from sunburn trying to manage our summer weight anyway we can.

2. Wrinkles. Wrinkles Everywhere.

I never knew I could love doggie wipes so much. Pretty sure my bulldog baby has a more extensive beauty routine than I do these days.


Playtime, bedtime, naptime, pretty much anytime: this is the ultimate go-to position.

4. The Tongue

The poor thing always has the driest tongue because it's never fully inside his mouth....

5. A Sleep Schedule of About 20 Hours

"For every 10 minutes we play we require a 3-hour nap, mom."

6. The Snuggles

"Oh there's only about 6 inches between you and the couch? Don't worry, I can make it work. (Sorry your leg is asleep because you can't lift me up, I'm in a deep slumber Dad)"

7. Training Doesn't Exist

Sit? Lay? Stay? These are somehow beyond their skillset somehow skateboarding and high-fives are a no-brainer. I swear they pick and choose the fun stuff.

8. Dog Food Has Its Own Budget

Although they will, and want to eat just about everything, we want to give them the best, and food fit for our babies costs an arm and a leg. Not to mention those underbites that lead you to owning five different slow feeding bowls...

9. Not Being Able To Go Out In Public Without Getting Stopped 142,214 Times

There's no question as to why, but EVERYONE will need to stop you to say hi to your baby, and they're so social they bask in the attention. Romantic evening at the beach with just you and your pup? Forget it.

10. Having The Best Friend You Could Ever Ask For

Bulldogs have the biggest personality and demand a lot of attention. However, you will become obsessed and feel a bond like you have never felt before, you will undoubtedly fall in love.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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The Old Oak Tree

A short poem about returning to one's childhood home.


Looming over the burned-out house is an oak tree,

Hundreds of years old at least.

The smell of smoke is gone, but skeleton of the house remains,

A mere speck when compared to the tree.

Whose branches reach out to me like hands,

Begging for me to come closer.

I do.

I sit under the tree like I did when I was young.

The ground is damp from the rain,

I feel the sogginess soaking through my jeans.

I remain.

It is cooler under the branches,

A limitless amount of leaves shades me from the daylight.

I stay there. All day.

Staring at the charred remains of my childhood home.

I stay there until fog begins to form in the crisp night air,

Cold and sharp against my cheeks.

No longer able to withstand the cold, I take my leave looking back once more.

It's nice to know that even when I'm gone,

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