Her mother supported her and helped raise my sister for the first couple of years.People were really judgy and gave my mom and sister a hard time.I got pregnant in college with a guy I had slept with only a few times.I told him and after deciding to keep the baby let him know that he could choose to be involved but if he was he would not be in and out of the child’s life.” If Miranda in (a pregnant icon in my books) could hit the club with her girlfriends and carry on having single sex with eligible bachelors, what was to stop me?
” I definitely get where people are coming from with the it-will-be-so-much-harder-to-meet-someone-now stance—in a lot of ways, they’re right.
I also told him if he did not want to be involved I would not seek any type of child support or money because I didn’t want that to be his deciding factor.
We spoke maybe three times while I was pregnant and one of those times was meeting each other’s parents and our parents meeting each other which was pretty fucking awkward.
Thanks to my ever-expanding bump, I can completely avoid the type of partnership that would most likely have ended in a lot of wasted time—and wasted tears.
Now that I’m six months into my pregnancy and undoubtedly showing, I can’t hide how serious I am about my plans for the future, and why should I? But I’m glad I chose to be a single mom By making the choice to power ahead with what I know is right for me, I have created an accidental filter that blocks the non-serious and non-committal.
Growing a human is a strange, uncomfortable, foreign endeavour even at the best of times.