When someone poops on you from a great f***ing height and it hits everything in sight 💩🙇♀️
This is my first write ….. it took me almost two years to clean up the poop to a point where it was hygienic enough to write .. I’m forty six and not as toned or pretty as I was nineteen years ago when I met my baby daddy and ex. It’s the usual shit ! Life is so fucking predictable although perversely individual . Basically the ex and I had four children together and after a gap and my ex’s first affair we got pregnant again. I know some of you will be saying stupid . To you it might be stupid but not to me ! Being pregnant again was something I had tried to avoid my youngest was eight, I was the main bread winner and we didn’t really plan to have another mouth to feed but I’m Christian and my faith has to be lived literally or what’s faith? … basically as a nurse, midwife and health visitor I’d seen enough birth, miscarriage , abortion and death to really understand how precious life is .. I was forty four and the natural contraceptive methods like ovulation prediction didn’t work as well as they used to . Hormonally my body was changing and we needed a More reliable method , many contraceptives actually prevent the egg embedding and not the egg being released and fertilised and those methods with my pro life stance meant that personally a fertilised egg being prevented from embedding in a juicy uterus was equivalent to an abortion ( remember here I’ve said personally folks! ) Anyway I get pregnant , the ex says oh we’ll be fine ( I’d asked him and booked him in at the docs for a vasectomy more than once - he chickened out ) , So he said we can cope we have done it before , I trusted him and I got my head around the fact that I was pregnant, I put more weight on than ever! My age and weakened abdominal muscles I was an elderly multip ! And felt like I had a flashing light on my head at antenatal appointments telling everyone hey elderly multip here! ( multip is meaning multi parity - pregnant multiple times ! ). I didn’t look great and I could see my ex looking at me like I was some kind of f***ing alien from planet ugly zog 🤢! I never checked up on my ex, his phone or his computer, I felt secure, he didn’t contribute much financially , as a father or a husband but I was too blind, busy, stupid or all three to notice a problem ! I trusted him as per the marriage vows and believed his in sickness and health rubbish ! Any way the pregnancy carried on , I felt like something wasn’t right but didn’t know how accurate this gut feeling was going to prove to be ! ….. I will tell you more in my next post . By for now xxx
