Tooo Long....................
God, it's been waaaaaay too fuckin long since I've posted anything on here. Sorry bout that everyone.
Well, in order to catch you all up on the events of my life, I'll try to be as brief as possible.
Back in December, a friend of mine became pregnant, and for some reason, my biological clock began ticking because of it. Well, sometime in January, I thought I was showing certain signs, but every home pregnancy test I took came up negative. I went to a doctor about the 2nd week of February and took a pregnancy test. Well everyone, THIS time it came up POSITIVE. The doctor then immediately scheduled me for an ultrasound that Friday. When Az and I got there, the nurses were able to tell us that I was actually 1mo and 5das. Let me tell you all, finding out I was pregnant wasn't what surprised us, it was finding out how far along I was.......and god was it soooo exciting.
May 1st I celebrated my 21st b-day, and although I couldn't really drink, Az took me to a strip club to celebrate. Now, before you all start wondering why the hell I would agree to this, I did it because I'm starting to open my mind up to new things I've never tried before, and one thing I've realized about myself is that women are starting to attract me. But don't get any ideas. I still love Az with everything I am; he's the only man I ever want or need. In other words, I'm going to experiment with the bisexual lifestyle.....
Too much emotional shit's going on right now. Not only do I have our child to worry about, but saving up for a place to live, not to mention saving money for Az and I's wedding, which will hopefully happen next spring. My grand father on my dad's side isn't doing well physically, and he could go at any time. I have a bitch of a manager at my job who only last week told me "Either work with this person, or go home." I tried to explain to her that I don't get along with that person very well, and that's when she gave me the ultimatum. I eventually decided "Fuck it. Working with that one is more stress than it's worth." So I went home. Not exactly the smartest decision, but I know a woman who miscarried her baby because she was put under too much stress. I wasn't about to do that to myself or my unborn child........
So now I sit before my compy, feeling like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, and until something happens to relieve it....I guess I'm just stuck with it.....
Well, in order to catch you all up on the events of my life, I'll try to be as brief as possible.
Back in December, a friend of mine became pregnant, and for some reason, my biological clock began ticking because of it. Well, sometime in January, I thought I was showing certain signs, but every home pregnancy test I took came up negative. I went to a doctor about the 2nd week of February and took a pregnancy test. Well everyone, THIS time it came up POSITIVE. The doctor then immediately scheduled me for an ultrasound that Friday. When Az and I got there, the nurses were able to tell us that I was actually 1mo and 5das. Let me tell you all, finding out I was pregnant wasn't what surprised us, it was finding out how far along I was.......and god was it soooo exciting.
May 1st I celebrated my 21st b-day, and although I couldn't really drink, Az took me to a strip club to celebrate. Now, before you all start wondering why the hell I would agree to this, I did it because I'm starting to open my mind up to new things I've never tried before, and one thing I've realized about myself is that women are starting to attract me. But don't get any ideas. I still love Az with everything I am; he's the only man I ever want or need. In other words, I'm going to experiment with the bisexual lifestyle.....
Too much emotional shit's going on right now. Not only do I have our child to worry about, but saving up for a place to live, not to mention saving money for Az and I's wedding, which will hopefully happen next spring. My grand father on my dad's side isn't doing well physically, and he could go at any time. I have a bitch of a manager at my job who only last week told me "Either work with this person, or go home." I tried to explain to her that I don't get along with that person very well, and that's when she gave me the ultimatum. I eventually decided "Fuck it. Working with that one is more stress than it's worth." So I went home. Not exactly the smartest decision, but I know a woman who miscarried her baby because she was put under too much stress. I wasn't about to do that to myself or my unborn child........
So now I sit before my compy, feeling like I'm carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, and until something happens to relieve it....I guess I'm just stuck with it.....
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