Ricky rushed me to the hospital. I didn't have a miscarriage. I'm still pregnant but I don't care. I wasn't go to get an abortion because I'm so against those. So I drove to my parents house and told them that I was pregnant. They were so fucking pissed mainly because I'm only 19. Oh well... I'm not getting an abortion.
And I couldn't fuck Ricky. I'm just glad I know he's the father. He wasn't mad. Actually Ricky was thrilled, he was dying to be a father. He thought id be a good mom. I decided to go to a psychology interview and got the job.
Ricky was so happy, mainly because he works at Shop Rite too. I was happy too and I could take care of the baby because I came to work at 9 so I could drop his or her of at school. And I got a lunch break at 3:00 to pick the baby up. I go back to work at 4 and get back home at 5.
I went to the hospital with Ricky to get my ultra sound. The baby was a...
