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I've always loved this off guard my boyfriend took of me while I was pregnant. I was obsessed with wearing sundresses the entire time, but this was definitely my favorite outfit of them all.

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My little boy was so tiny when he was born. He's such a joy to be around, baby mood swings and all. He used to look like a tiny old man and I love it!

(First two are in the hospital the day he was born, second two are 1 month old)

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Part three: "HG"

So I must say the only thing that truly sucked about my pregnancy was being sick almost always. About 2 days after I found out I was pregnant I started throwing up from early morning to late afternoon. I couldn't keep anything down except crackers and Gatorade. After four days of that I finally went back to the hospital. They ran some tests and came to the conclusion that I had 'hyperemesis gravidarum' which is a kinda rare condition that made me nauseous, lightheaded, anxious and hard for me to gain any weight during my pregnancy. Which look I'm not complaining too much, pretty much my entire pregnancy I looked about 2 months pregnant even up to the day I gave birth, but I also threw up everyday of my pregnancy sometimes for hours a day. Fuck that. Nothing really ever made it better, but it never got worse than a day or so once I got past my 6th week of pregnancy.

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I never thought I could hate a children's song so much in my life. It's the only song my 9 month old son likes and will make him stop crying 9/10 times. All I know is I wanna rip baby shark in half and watch him drown. Js.

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Part two: Making the decision

So just to say this for start, I've always wanted to be a mom. There's never been a doubt in my mind that I wanted to be a mom until I actually got pregnant. I still wanted to be a mom, but I then had to decide if it was the right time. I was just barely 18, had no job and no solid to raise a child. I was in a sticky situation relationship wise which I'm not going to get into, but needless to say I had a lot of thought to put into having my baby. I've never really thought that I would be able to put up with having an abortion unless truly necessary and I definitely have never been a fan of giving my own baby up for adoption. I pretty much had already decided I was keeping my baby when I found out I was pregnant, but I knew I had a lot of work to do in order to get ready. I wanted to tell my family before anything, but a few days before I had planned on telling my mom the girl I used the be best friends with earlier that year and the previous year before found out somehow and messaged her before we could meet up and talk. I'm not a very angry or hateful person, but let me just say frankly, I hate this bitch now. Fuck her. Anyways things still went pretty good with my family. I told them I planned on keeping the baby and it might not of went over as smoothly, but when I told them they accepted my decision as an adult.

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Part one: Just The Start

So to start off I'm gonna just say a little about where this journey started at. I was in a pretty weird situation when I got pregnant. I was fighting with my parents, banned from home and my love life was, to put it simple, a fucking wreck. I started having some serious cramps one day, but then they continued. Whenever I did speak to my family they would tell me to go to the doctors, but I very much dislike hospitals or doctors offices of any kind so I avoid them at all costs. Finally on October 23rd of 2017 I went to the nearby hospital with my current boyfriend, who by the was turning 23 that year on that day. We waited for a couple of hours then they did a few tests. They told me I was pregnant and it honestly blew my world out of proportion. They wanted to do more tests to be sure the egg wasn't inside my fallopian tubes and to see how far along I was. I'd never had a Pap done before so it was, to say the least, uncomfortable. After that they did a internal ultrasound which pretty much was a 80-year old woman shoving a giant-lube covered ultrasound wand in my baby maker and boy that was a not-so-hot experience as well. After all that they told me I was probably about 4 or 5 weeks pregnant and everything was okay.

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