If any of you have ever conceived when you weren't trying to or wanting a baby this story is for you. I am 25 with a budding career as a hairstylist in southern California. I have lived the past fast 2 years of my life giving every penny to parking tickets and living in Downtown La. I loved it and I hated it. I have been with my high school sweetheart for around 8 years. It was love at first sight. He came around the corner at a football game with blond dyed hair spiked up on his gorgeous Italian face complete with big brown eyes and longest eyelashes you've ever seen. I am hoping our baby get those lashes. We've moved back in together 2 months ago, officially one month ago... May the fourth free comic book day. My boyfriend loves his comic books apparently so much we got knocked up on that very day. I found out on 6.6.13 which I thought was an interesting date on its own. We went to the 99 cent store which by the way is the best place to buy at home pregnancy tests. We were pregnant, I peed on the stick and within seconds it was 2 lines. I didn't panic and calmly walked out of the bathroom where my bf was lying back on a large green yoga ball and thankfully he was alone. I mouthed at him..... I'm pregnant. He mouthed back.... what really? I sat down in our room he sat next to me. We live in a tiki hut paradise. Our room in literally painted as an Egyptian tomb (which was creepy at first) complete with hieroglyphs. Ill have to include pictures soon. I automatically considered abortion. Even though our undying love is apparent we know we want to get married and have children, but we had plans to travel, to live in New York and struggle and freeze and fight and love and sleep in the streets. We're your typical punk kids with political angst and less self regard than we'd like to admit. We dream of driving into the sunset with no regard to money or personal belongings. And like most 20 somethings were damn selfish. So in that little plastic stick we felt that all wash away. Immediately morning sickness set in. I was puking like a bulimic at a buffet dinner. Somehow the universe had set up that my roommate who is such a peach, had an appointment at planned parenthood. What the fuck right? So I went with her as young as she is she was very comforting and sweet to me. I had never set foot in a planned parenthood before that day. Never had been on birth control really since maybe i was 17. They confirmed what I had all ready known and as i fucking hate planned parenthood but I am pro choice I thought immediately they would push me to abort my baby as I had just been fired from my job and had no income of my own. The surprising thing was that they didn't they gave me the pamphlets for both well all three decisions and I made an appointment on my own to abort my baby 2 weeks later. Well the 17th with that date looming over my head and everything I have experienced in this past week I couldn't even though I know it would cheaper what an awful world we live in to murder own unborn because of money ruling our whole world. One thing on top of all of this I have Lupus. I have been going through chemotherapy like treatment for the past 3 months. My wonderful roommate helped me thought the whole experience I love her. Crystal mason if you ever read this thank you. Funny thing is the medicine I was suppose to be taken got lost after a trip back from Las Vegas my boyfriend and I took to Punk Rock Bowling. We saw Andrew Jihad Jackson if you haven't listened to them look them up they are amazing. I stopped taking my medication. I don't like taking medication and for some reason I felt fine. Seal the singer Heidi Klum's ex husband has the same condition as I do. The scars all over his face are what I get in a full blown flare. And the marks and bubbles this time did not appear. Well thank God I stopped taking that stuff because it causes major birth defects. Today I am 7 weeks pregnant and I am feeling better than I have in about a year. Maybe this baby has cured me. :) We have a baby shower of my best friend back in Vegas at the end of this month. We went shopping for her looking at what we might have in store for us we handled it well with love as a team. We are in love with this baby and I just know its a boy. We haven't decided whether we will get married or not. Do you have a similar story? questions or comments? email me rachaelplassmeyer@gmail.com
All you expectant mummies out there good job. You're doing great
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