I'm gonna change my ways of 'doin things around here
I'm turning over a new leaf, gonna get my self in gear
'Cause I've got a women who's better then most,
and I've made a mess of her plans
Starting today, all I'm gonna be is her man
'Cause I've been a wildcatter, and a go-go getter
Been an S.O.B. right down to the letter
I've had misadventures, I've even got pictures
I'm even more than I can stand
But startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man
I'm gonna give it all back, cause all I've done is take
Well I've put her on the back burner while I was out on the make
But I've got a woman who's good enough to give me
A second chance again
And startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man
'Cause I've been a wild catter, and a go-go getter
Been an S.O.B. right down to the letter
I've had misadventures, I've even got pictures
I'm even more than I can stand
But startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man
I'm a little bit late but I'm wisin` up
Now I'm takin` her by the hand
And startin` today, all I'm gonna be is her man


I can't believe this is happening to me. I mean, I thought I loved Jeff - I do love Jeff, but…not like I love her. And now, we're about to prove to the world how much we love each other. Can't they make this go any faster? I'm going crazy here, ya know? I need to do something, anything, to take my mind off this.

When she showed up at Jeff's house seven months ago and dragged my ass home, I wasn't sure I'd make it this long. She threatened to kick my ass all over the house, the yard, the state…and she did, in a way. I slept alone in the guest room for a month. She made me put away the pictures of me and Jeff, cuz she said that lookin' at 'em made her feel inadequate.

I didn't talk to my brother for the first couple weeks after she came back. Then, when we did talk, it was always about work, or the other guys. Never about us, and damn sure never about her. I had to work real hard to get her to trust me again, but I think I finally did it. I can't remember how many times we sat up until the sun was comin' up, talkin' about everything that went wrong. After awhile, she started sittin' closer to me, then actually touchin' me.

The first time we made love, it was kinda weird. For the first time in as long as I can remember, I wasn't thinkin' about Jeff. All I could think about was her, and what I woulda done if she hadn't come back. After we got done, and she was layin' there in my arms, I told her that, and she didn't even hit me. She just smiled, then put my hand on her belly and let me feel the baby move. That was cool.

I had made promises to her and I had broken them. I don't know why she decided to forgive me, but she did, and I love her even more for that. She used to tell me that she loved me so much there was no way for me or anybody else to even comprehend it. Well, I guess I see that now. I'm thinkin' maybe I should tell her how much I love her, too, but right now she's tryin' to break my hand off, so maybe I'll wait till later.

I'm watchin' her, her hair plastered to the side of her face, sweatin' like crazy, and I can't help but think about Jeff, and how big a fit he'd throw if he saw the way she looked. He was always frettin' about the way we looked. It had to be perfect, ya know. Of course, in his case, it was perfectly weird, but that's just Jeff, ya know?

I know I've been makin' it sound like I just moved on, went back to my nice little life without ever givin' him a second thought, but that ain't true. Maybe I don't think about him every day, but once in a while, I'll see somethin' or I'll hear a song and my mind drifts back to the time we spent together. I got out our pictures the other day, and just sat there for hours, starin' at them.

There are times when I wish that I could hold him again, or feel his lips on mine. I remember the way he felt, the way he smelled, the way he tasted. But then I remember the one thing that will keep me from him forever, and it ain't just the woman layin' here, about to make me a daddy. It's blood - our blood, the same blood that gave us life made it a living hell.

I shoulda called him when we left for the hospital, but I didn't. I'll let him know later that he's an uncle. Right now, I'm tryin' to keep all the parts of my body intact and ignore the insults being hurled at me by the woman I love. I keep tellin' her that we're almost there, it's almost over, but she just yells at me and swears if I ever touch her again, I'm dead.

A few months ago, that woulda been music to my ears, but right now I'm too happy being exactly what I am - Matt Hardy, brother, son, husband, soon to be father. The doctor's tellin' her to push one more time, and in a matter of seconds, my whole life changes. He asks me if I wanna cut the cord, and my hands are shakin' so much, I'm afraid I'm gonna cut somethin' else off instead.

Yeah, that's right. It's a boy. They clean him up and I kiss Amy on the forehead and tell her that I love her - and only her. A nurse brings him over, wrapped in a blue blanket, and gently lays him on her chest. She smiles at the baby, then me, and kisses him softly on the forehead. "My men," she whispers, looking from the baby to me.

Michael. That's what we decided to name him. Michael Moore Hardy. Our little man. She turns to me, tears in her eyes, and smiles. "I love you," she says, and I tell her I love her too. Then she says, "Thank you." I ask her what for and she looks at the baby. I wanna thank her, too - for giving me this beautiful little boy to love forever, for forgivin' me when we both know I probably didn't deserve it, for lovin' me enough to let me make her happy again.

This is what I was meant to do. Maybe in another time and place, I coulda been with Jeff for the rest of my life, but right now isn't it. Silently, I thank him for givin' me everything he did, for lovin' me the way he did, and for understanding when I had to leave. I thank my brother for lettin' me be what I was supposed to be - her man.

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