just getting it out.

i found out i was pregnant when i was in the hospital battling an eating disorder i’ve had for over 6 years on and off. i can remember the nurse coming in, sitting down in the odly coloured chair next to me and hesitating to say, “yes you’re pregnant”. i was always told i probably would never get pregnant because of the lack of nutrition my body had experianced over the years, which made contriception seem useless to me and my boyfriend. i cried. i cried so hard. i had a small… thing… inside me and i had never felt so alone. i called him and told him, he said nothing for a while but ended the silence with “it’s your choice i’ll be here no matter what.” little did i know how much my life would change in only a couple months. i decided, after everyone told me no, i couldn’t do it, that i would not get an abortion. fast forward to now, i’m 6 months pregnant (26 weeks) and i’m so happy i made this choice. the first weeks, months, sucked. my parents ignored me, my boyfriend was too freaked out to be the person i needed him to be, but after everyone just accepts it, it all gets so much better. i’ve never been so excited to hold my baby girl in my arms and tell her how much i lover her.