So 12 weeks along on monday. End of the first trimester. Out of the frying pan and into the.. um.. well I’m gonna say into another frying pan since it doesn’t feel like anything is changing. I’m still not showing, I’m still emotional enough to drown myself in tears then go rip someone’s head off, and I still get sick almost everyday. And you know what? I’ve decided that I’m gonna kill the person who named it “morning sickness”.. it makes people think that it only happens in the morning and makes them doubt the validity of me being sick in the evenings, even when I’m bent over the toilet. I’m pretty sure one of these days I’m going to puke up a vital organ. Point being I’m not entirely sure I see any difference between the first trimester and the second. But I’m really hoping to see some sort of change really, REALLY soon.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Monday, April 25, 2011
Beginning
Here it is folks. My blog chronicling the coming months of pregnancy and the growth of my child. It's not fancy, but it's what I've got.
First of all, let's clear things up. I'm going to be straight with you. A while ago I fell into sin and started sleeping with my boyfriend. We soon discussed having a child. Very soon after that I realized that was not a good idea so early in the relationship. But at that point it was too late. All it takes is once, right? Well that's all it took for us. When the doctor told me I was pregnant everything changed. I knew I had to give up drinking and smoking and become responsible. Apparently the father had no intention of doing so. Soon after finding out he was going to be a father, he got drunk and I got scared and mad and ran home. Once back in my parents house I prayed for the first time in a while and everything clicked. I knew I had to get out of that lifestyle. I continued to try to work thing out with the father, giving him chance after chance and all he did was prove that even at 30 some people will always be a child. How can a child raise a child? So the Lima Bean and I are on our own, but we're not alone. Lucky for us, I have an amazing support system in my parents, my siblings, my friends, my extended family, and most importantly in God.
First of all, let's clear things up. I'm going to be straight with you. A while ago I fell into sin and started sleeping with my boyfriend. We soon discussed having a child. Very soon after that I realized that was not a good idea so early in the relationship. But at that point it was too late. All it takes is once, right? Well that's all it took for us. When the doctor told me I was pregnant everything changed. I knew I had to give up drinking and smoking and become responsible. Apparently the father had no intention of doing so. Soon after finding out he was going to be a father, he got drunk and I got scared and mad and ran home. Once back in my parents house I prayed for the first time in a while and everything clicked. I knew I had to get out of that lifestyle. I continued to try to work thing out with the father, giving him chance after chance and all he did was prove that even at 30 some people will always be a child. How can a child raise a child? So the Lima Bean and I are on our own, but we're not alone. Lucky for us, I have an amazing support system in my parents, my siblings, my friends, my extended family, and most importantly in God.
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