I had a potential pregnancy “scare” within the last week, and as much as I’m not prepared to have a child at this very moment, I still found myself praying the test would be positive. And I’m not religious either.
I’m cramping, bloated, nauseate, and MOODY AF. Tyler and I won’t even be married for another 13 months, and I’m the one who wanted wants to wait until then before we start trying, but I’m honestly on the verge of tears because it’s not happening now. I know we still need to get somethings in place, but we’re sooo closed to moving in together.
I’m honestly just so depressed right now, and I don’t even have a good reason to be. I was standing so strong on wanting to finish school and getting married before kids, but now I’m crying alone in my room. It doesn’t help that I keep having dreams of babies either.
