Good morning, yes it’s finally Friday
and I’m excited because it’s the end of another work week and I get to relax and enjoy my weekend, I don’t really have any major plans this weekend, the main thing that I want to do is get my hair braided and go shopping because who doesn’t love shopping it’s literally a girls best friend and I’ll probably go out to eat as well so cheers to the weekend.
It’s story time…
This story is another story that’s hard for me to speak about but I’m going to tell my story in hopes of helping someone else out there who may be in my situation or can relate in some way. I met my child’s father in 2016 he was a good guy in the beginning we were together everyday day we liked each other a lot and I was extremely happy in the beginning, I remember him telling me he had three kids from a previous relationship (I know that should of been a red flag) but I liked him a lot and wanted to keep getting to know him so I continued my relationship with him.
I remembered at that time he was staying with a family member he had a decent job but he was still struggling so he started asking me for money all the time, in the beginning I would give in because I felt sorry for him, plus that’s how I was raised and that’s the kind of person I am I love helping others. I got tired one day of his complaining and always asking me for money because it was constant so I said “no I’m not giving you anything” he grew mad told me that he no longer wanted to see me, I was upset but said “ok” we went a few weeks not seeing each other during that time I reflected on myself and enjoyed time with family and friends.
A month later my phone rang and guess who it was.. well I’m sure you know already. I gave in and met up with him we talked and decided to get back on track seeing each other again but this time things were different something didn’t feel right and I decided it was best for me to walk away for good and focus on myself so I did that. A month or two went by and I noticed my period hadn’t come (sorry extra TMI for the people who are grossed out with that word) I was freaking out inside because in my mind their was no way I could be pregnant, later that day I went to cvs and brought a test, I was ready to see my fate as I walked into the bathroom the first digital test say “pregnant” I closed my eyes for a minute trying not to cry so I took a deep breath and grabbed the other test to do a re take.
To my surprise that test say “pregnant” too so I cried a little got myself together and decided to give him a call. (We hadn’t talked in two months) he picked up with an attitude and asked me what was going on “I’m pregnant” I said walking back and fourth around my yard at this point. ” it’s not my baby, you were probably with someone else” he yelled causing me to get angry because I knew he was the only person I was seeing (I’m not that kind of girl at all). I didn’t wanna argue with him so I hung up the phone and proceeded to call my Doctor’s office they were more then hopeful with helping me set up an appointment.
I wasn’t ready to tell the world I was pregnant so I kept my secret for a while then one day while talking to my mom in conversation I blurted out that I was pregnant, she was shocked and a little upset so was my father it took some time but eventually they came around, my mother attended all my drs appointments with me and yes she was even in the delivery room. I had my beautiful baby girl in March of 2016 with no help from her father he was no where to be found although I did receive a text from him a month later asking about her he was acting like nothing happened like he wanted to be in her life.
We met up one day at my job, he apologized for how he treated me and said he wanted to be apart of his daughters life, he even told me that the reason he was so upset about my pregnancy was because he had been seeing someone else who was also pregnant, my mind went blank at that point because i was under the impression he was only seeing me but clearly that wasn’t the case at all ,to make a long story short he wanted to meet my daughter and I agreed but of course the day it was suppose to happen he didn’t show up and he was begging me for money prior to the meeting and I informed him that wasn’t happening either see your daughter or don’t it’s your choice were my words to him.
He choose not to see her that day and hasn’t been apart of her life since, my daughter is now one years old she’s happy, healthy and loving and she’s done fine without him, my parents have helped me a lot with her also my boyfriend does a lot as well his not her father but he treats her like his own. I say all this to say to all single mothers even fathers your not alone and don’t ever beat yourself up over someone else’s actions, we have to teach and raise our kids right and show them love and do the best we can.
Remember doing it alone does not make you a bad person, surround yourself with an amazing support system and know that you can get through it and that you are loved. My parents/grandparents do an amazing job at helping me and have supported me so much that’s really all you need is great people around you also my job is really great they work with me when I need time off or have to take her to a drs appointment
I hope my story inspires and helps others out there, your are not alone remember that!