Here it is finally February, I was already over this pregnancy the due date 27 days away and the countdown was real. But for some reason with this pregnancy the closer it got the more scared I was and I just couldn't put it together why. Will had started reaching out again but this time to just let me know he was talking to someone and he was going to be there for the baby and then all hell broke loose. His current girlfriend couldn't stand me and she never met me a day in her life. Anytime he called or texted, bs follow right behind it. Since it was really close to us meeting our baby boy, Will started staying over just in case I went into labor overnight or if he was home by his self. And that there put a strain in their relationship but he didn't care at all. The weekly appointments was draining me. The contractions were overbearing. Feet were swollen and my back just couldn't take it anymore. When I say this little boy couldn't get here fast enough. I was running and walking the track, doing squats, having sex anything Google told you that could do to possibly induce labor I tried it. I just wanted him out. The 27th had slowly approached and here we are still no baby. Can we say pissed? I was beyond pissed because here he go being stubborn like his daddy already wanting to move on his own time. The doctors decided to give me an inducement date for the second of March. So only thing I could do was suck it up and just wait it out. Will was everything in the book the next couple of days because I don't know how many times I can say, I was over this pregnancy. Will ended up having to go stay home with his girlfriend the night before inducement and I was so annoyed. I had been having contractions all day, barely able to move around on my own. My body just knew it was approaching time. I couldn't get comfortable in my bed for anything so I decided to sleep on the sofa that night. Will showed up four o'clock on the dot, ready to head to the hospital. His energy was off so I just kept my mouth closed the whole time didn't have time for his drama. I was focus on bringing a healthy baby into this world and let him gone on about his business, he didn't even have to stay with me after I had him. Because one thing I didn't fool with was negative energy around me because then my energy off. His sister ended up showing up breaking the tension in the room and I was happy as ever. Even though me and her was always bumping heads, that moment in time she didn't know how much I appreciated her. And just like that it was time to push, guess baby boy was waiting on his auntie the whole time. I was in love all over again. Couldn't believe it, here I am a mother of 4 now. After I had him everyone ended up leaving a hour or two later and I was glad because I was able to catch up on rest until the nurses started bothering me. Will ended up coming back around three and his energy was still off. At this point, it was time to call him out on his bullshit because I was fed the fuck up.
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Life Of A Single Mom
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