As you know, I am pregnant. As you may not know (because I just found out yesterday), I am having a boy!!! Another boy. Even though I wanted a girl, just because my boyfriend and I already had a girl name that we agreed on (Khelsea DeAnn), but now we have to play this name game all over again.
I like the name Jossiah Joel, he hates it - but he has no idea what name he likes.
I finally told my relatives that I am pregnant. Not my dad, but my aunt and uncle who are like parents to be. My uncle was really supportive, but my aunt, wasn't. She is like this Bible-freak. So, she gave me and my boyfriend this 2 hour lecture about how we need to be married and how God won't bless us because we're "shacking up." She made me feel really bad. She was basically insinuating that she would be happy for us if we were married, but because we are not married or planning on getting married she doesn't approve. I cried.
But, I'm over it now. I am happy about my baby; my boyfriend is happy about our baby, so that's all that matters.
I want a big family. Maybe I'll have a girl next time. - in 5 or 6 years (when I'm done with graduate school).
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