My Kidnapper Loved me

~7/1/11 & 7/2/11~

~9 Months Later~

It's been nine months since Tyler and I found out that we were pregnant, since then we've gotten married. It was a simple ceremony, I still wore a white gown and him in a nice suit. That was on the date 12/6/10 exactly a month after we found out that we were going to be parents. Since then we have gone to a lot of doctors appointments, and found out that we're having a beautiful baby girl. We have two names picked out for her, Payton or Annaliese, I personally prefer the name Payton not many girls have that name whereas a lot of girls have the name Anna or Ann, so I think that Payton is the name Tyler and I are going with. Tyler's family doesn't like me much although I honestly can't blame them, I mean Tyler made a lot of bad choices that were all centered around me. However he made the choices I didn't so I'm making it a point that if their attitude towards me doesn't change they won't be in my baby's life and that's a choice that Tyler and I made together. The baby should be coming and Tyler and I get more excited everyday, we can't wait to be parents, at first he and I were a little skeptical but we worked through it. We have grown in every way possible, for me it's in our relationship and I turned seventeen on march thirty-first, that was four months ago time is just flying by me. Tyler has grown in a different way whereas I got older and bigger due to my pregnancy, he has become more open, and more caring. He helped me all through my pregnancy driving me to work, picking me up from work, going to get things that I was craving at the oddest times of the night. Just being supportive and all around wonderfully understanding, I couldn't ask for anything or anyone more or better than that, than him.

~7/2/11(5A.M.)~

It was five in the morning when a sharp pain reached my stomach, and a wet feeling came from my lower region soaking my pants, I sat up and woke Tyler from his sound peaceful sleep.

"Ty, it's time we have to go."

He shot up with wide eyes.

"Are you serious?"

I nodded my head as he rushed to get our bags and helped me into the car, we arrived at the hospital and I was taken into the delivery room to await my little girl's arrival.

~12 Hrs Later~

After a painful twelve hours Tyler and I finally had our baby girl in our arms, our little Payton. I had a feeling she would have her dad's crystal blue eyes, she already had little dark reddish brown hairs almost like peach fuzz on the top of her head. She was perfect without a single blemish of any kind, at that moment I realized I wouldn't love anyone, or anything more than the beautiful baby girl in my arms and my loving husband standing beside me. I finally had a family of my own, and I was excited for what the future had in store for us. Except for the drama that would come from my husband's family.