Thing’s got a little rocky for us after we had been together a year. Thing’s between us were great, but life was trying everything in its power to tear us apart. We were homeless and were living with friends of his until we got on our feet enough to get our own place. I got a job and we had the money to get our own place with roommates. We took it the first chance we got. About a week or so after we moved in my period had been super late. I’m talking like over a week late. So I had some pregnancy tests for just in case because I wasn’t on birth control and we never used protection. Well I took that test and waited.. and waited.. and waited. And after what seemed like forever, there it was plain as day “Pregnant”. I cried. I woke him up and said babe.. I’m pregnant. He was so excited. He hugged and pulled me close. Wanted to snuggle. I was in shock still because I couldn’t cuddle, I couldn’t think about anything but how in the world am I going to take care of this baby in this scary scary world. It was a lot for me to process in the 10 minutes since finding out. But he told me not to worry. I was finally getting my chance at being a mom and although its scary he thinks I’ll do just fine. I wanted to believe that but it was so hard for me to even grasp. I was having a baby. The moment I had been waiting for..