MY Pregnancy

May 22, 2014: The clinic

Today jay and I decided, that I shouldn't go to work. I work at this daycare called Kings Kids, with my aunt, I started working there last year, in September. I had to go with Jays sister Bambi, she older then him, with 5 kids and claims she wants another badass child. We rode together but she had to go do something. I had to get registered, so it took about 30 minutes. Sitting and talking to that lady through the glass for what felt like forever made me have to go piss. I told her and she said for me to go to the lab, so they can be sure I am pregnant.

Man when I finally got the chance to release my bladder, my whole body started to shake. I felt so much better, luckily I was able to stop myself from putting it all in the toilet, to be able to put some in the cup. I walked out the bathroom and headed back over to the lady behind the glass, and Bambi was there talking to her. We sat there until she gave me a number, and Bambi had to leave yet again to go get one of her kids.

I sat there by myself that whole hour or so, and started to get pissed. Man as soon as they called my number, I damn near ran to that door. I had to get my vitals and shit checked, take a questionnaire, about other crap, and talk to this lady. After about 30 minutes if being in the back, I had to go back out to the damn waiting room, so they can tell me if I was truly pregnant or not.

"Williams!" Some dark skinned lady, with glasses and a badass haircut called to me.

"Right here." I said, and began to walk behind her.

"How are you?" She asked, once we both sat down.

"Honestly I'm a lil nervous, but I'm excited." I replied, honestly.

"Why are you excited, about finding out if you're pregnant, which you are by the way." She asked, and I smiled.

"I'm excited to know because, I was told by six different doctors that I was either gonna have complications with conceiving, or that I might not be able to have kids at all. The day I was told that news it tore me up inside, and my grandmother and my mother cried. Now that I know I am, I'm just lucky I guess." I told her, and she smiled.

"Well I'm happy if you're happy, now how old are you, when's you're birthday, and when was your last period?" She asked.

"I'm 19, my birthdays August 19, 1994, and my last cycle was April 17." I answered. She took out this wheel shaped paper, and began writing something down.

"Well Miss Kia, congratulations, you are 3 weeks pregnant, and your estimated due date should be January 22, 2015." She said with a smile on her face and looking at me.

I started smiling mad hard when she gave me to due date. Not only is my child gonna be born on my Father's and cousin Ashley birthday, but two days before my sisters birthday as well. She handed me a bunch of pamphlets, and told me when my next appointment was. I thanked her, got up shook her hand, and walked out of her office.

I took out my phone, and called Bambi, and told her I was ready, then I called Jay.

"Wassup babygirl?" He said once he answered.

"Well its true I'm pregnant, and not only am I pregnant but I'm three weeks pregnant." I said and waited for his response.

"Oh ok cool, whens your next appointment."

"June 12th."

"Ok I'll be there baby, I gotta go get back to work ok, I love you."

"Ok I love you too, bye honey."

"Later." He says, and then the phone beeps.

I'm honestly not sure, how I'm gonna tell my family, my mom and grandma mostly, but I know I'm gonna wait a lil longer, cause anything can happen overnight.

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I'm honestly still hurting inside, and I know you guys are wondering more about the pregnancy, and dont worry I'll continue writing. In a weird way it's helping me.

anyway comment vote, and keep reading itll get better I promise. I javent even gotten tobthe good parts.

I really still need much prayer, so if u dont mind I could really use it, to get through this difficult part in my life.