Waiting for the baby now is too hard. Sometimes I’m wishing that it come on cause I’m sick of waiting around the house. I’m ready to go back out and work and go to school. Being pregnant has helped me realize who I can and cannot count on. It helped me realize that nobody is going to be there for me financially or take care of me like I am and now that I have a child I know I gotta work that much harder. And I’m glad that my being pregnant helped me realize this because the sooner I find out the better. Better than if I was really in need of something. Not saying no one helped me out cause people have, but I know who I can and cannot count on, and it’s not many people that I can count on so I’ll avoid having to lean on people by going out and getting me a job and going back to school. Besides I’m used to taking care of myself every since I had my job I been taking care of myself and that’s how I like it I don’t like to depend on people. So now I find myself rushing my baby so that I can hurry up and jump back into the world. But then on the other hand I don’t want to rush it because I’m thinking I’m not ready to face the pain, I’m also thinking of ALL the things that can go wrong. But at the end of the day I realize I can’t and shouldn’t rush it. He is going to come when he is ready not before and not after. And as far as me being scared or things being wrong I just put it all and gods hands and pray for the best.
With out letting me know to me my babyfather went out and got my babies name tattooed on his arm so i guess that definitely makes the name official. SHAMERE KILE TYRONE OUSLEY.