Story time

Well, here we go.

I was sixteen, and my boyfriend at the time (this being the boy I lost my virginity to, and was later engaged to) was 19 turning 20.

Oh to be young and stupid again, yeah... no thanks.

I was freaking out, pretending that everything was okay, ignoring the signs... Back then, having a child meant your life was over, not "Hey, here's a television show and a bunch of money!"

Once I told my parents, we spent a lot of time thinking of what it was that we were going to do.

Sperm donor and I decided on adoption, his parents wanted me to have an abortion, and to be honest I considered it... But I couldn't do it.

We decided on an open adoption, which is where the couple keeps in contact with you, sends pics, etc. After finding the perfect couple (literally perfect...) we went and met them and the adoption agency...

If i had the time and energy, i'd write you guys a book about this time in my life... but alas i don't, so here's the story in a nutshell.

in June of 2004 I had a little boy, me and sperm donor were parents for 3 days before we signed the papers.

And now?

Him and his family come to visit once a year, and me and my family visit him as well.

He's freaking adorable, super smart, athletic, he's only 8 and he has a 6-pack...

He knows i'm his birth mother, and he sends me letters and stuff he makes at school for my birthday.

All in all, everything turned out for the best. He's happy, his parents are happy, and I know that if me and sperm donor had tried to be teenage parents, we would have failed miserably.

For as much of a care-giver personality as I have, I really am not maternal... I don't know why, I just don't want to be a mom. (though never say never of course)

So there you have it.
My story.
Crazy huh?

This is why you guys never get a clear shot of my abs, they're toned as fuck, but stretched skin just doesn't rebound lol.

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