Mommy's Little Princess
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Hey I'm Serra Smith I'm eighteen and I live in a large New York apartment with my six month old daughter Lily Smith who is a happy healthy blonde haired blue eyed baby girl almost identical to her mommy apart from her eyes which are a sparkly bright sky blue like her daddy's James Hunter who has brown curly hair and the same eyes.James doesn't Live with us he broke up with me the day I found out I was pregnant.He broke up with me because of my mood swings,of course he didn't know at the time I was pregnant he still doesn't know about Lily I don't really have the guts to tell him about my little Princess I mean he is studying to be a lawyer I don't want to crush his dreams by telling him he's a father .Oh and as for Lily's grandparents,my parents they didn't take it to well but I mean I'm eighteen and I was going to be a single mom if Lily does that I wouldn't take it well either but luckily my parents love me and I'm there only child so they gave me my Uni funds to live off for awhile untill I got a job which I now have at Lily's preschool Sunny Day's Preschool it pays pretty good so our apartment is big and filled to the brim with toys and baby decorations for my little princess life is pretty good but one day I'm going to have to tell him and I will trust me just not now....
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