So my life has been somewhat hectic this past year or at least it seems so.  April, I had my first miscarriage at the age of 18, not completely sure what caused it, but I think it was due to the “typical” teenage thing and drank. I got through that a lot better than I thought I would and could. I stopped seeing that guy for about a month. In May, went on birth control and ended up pregnant, but I didn’t know till I miscarried in July. End of July, I started dating an old school friend/best friend and things were great and I still love him, and I am happy for him (with life and relationships). I had plans to move in with him, but that all got cancelled. He got kicked out, and was busy, and we fought more and more. So we mutually decided it was better that we weren’t together at that time. It took time but by Christmas, I was ready to see someone else. That got sticky quickly, because of the guy’s brother. It made me angry.

In January, I got back with my angel baby’s father, and I thought I was pregnant that month, but I wasn’t. The next month, same thing happened around Valentine’s Day, and I’ve gotten a faintly positive pregnancy test, and I have symptoms. and currently not with him, and don’t have plans on getting back with him. That is where I am in my life right now.