When I was almost 18 years old, I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend, at the time, and I had been together for over 2 years by this point. He was ecstatic when I told him that the test showed positive, and came to pick me up. From there, we went to the store to buy another test, and went back to his Aunt’s house to take it. As soon as it, too, came back positive, he called everyone he could just to tell them we were pregnant.
I was excited because I’d always wanted to be a mother someday, but I was also embarrassed. The father of my child, although I loved him, had cheated on me more than once, and everyone knew it. Plus, we were young. I was petrified of others finding out I was carrying his child, but over time, that faded away. The more excited and attached I became, the less I cared what others thought of my situation. In the end, I knew that no matter what happened between the father and I, I would always have my baby.
If you follow me on Twitter, Instagram, or my Facebook page, then you probably saw my post a few weeks ago regarding the couple’s edition Q&A for my boyfriend and I. Well, now it’s finally time for your questions to be answered.
Below are a list of questions that we were asked by friends and family, where no question was to go unanswered.
I’d like to wish a very special happy birthday to the love of my life, my best friend, soulmate, Penguin, fiancée, the father of my future children, my home, my happiness, and so on. Today, you are 32 years old, and I couldn’t be more excited to spend another birthday by your side.
Life isn’t always easy, as you found out at a young age. Through every difficulty thrown your way, you have fought your way through to the other side of it all. I am beyond proud of you, how far you’ve come, and the man that you have grown into.
Everyone has a hero of some kind. Maybe it’s not a “super” hero, but the literal definition of a hero is a person who is admired or idealized for courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. Honestly, my hero hasn’t changed at all since I was a child; only intensified behind the reasoning.
Almost everyone that you meet says that their Mom is the best out there, right? Well, I’m here to tell you that each and every single one of them have lied to you, because no Mom is better than mine. Nothing will ever convince me otherwise. Here’s why.
When Austin and I first met, he went through absolute hell, honestly. In the beginning stages of any relationship, trust has to be built, respect has to be given, and so on. For me, I didn’t trust anyone, not even myself.
After enduring many years of verbal and emotional abuse, on top of the constant cheating, I no longer trusted. I didn’t trust myself due to my ignorance for years, putting up with way more than anyone should ever have to. There was no logical reason that I couldn’t have left sooner, so why didn’t I? If the man that I married and shared a beautiful little boy with couldn’t love me, respect me, want me, encourage me, and do what all husbands should want to do with and for their wives, why in the world would I put myself through something like that again?