than to look at my report from the radiologist who read my u/s from last week and see
stamped across the top. Man, that will lift your spirits.
(I hope you can read that through all the sarcasm)
And in other news, my younger brother has gotten his ex-girlfriend pregnant. How awesome is that! I won't mention that neither one of them has a college degree, or is even close to obtaining one, they can not financially afford to keep themselves afloat, much less an infant, neither one of them makes more than $7 an hour, neither one of them has a car or the fact that they are in an verbally, emotionally and physically (on her part, my brother has never laid a hand on her) abusive relationship. Oh wait. I said I wouldn't mention that. Owell, I lie sometimes.
According to my calculations, she is ~11 weeks or so. There is a small majority of us who think she is making it all up (me included). I dare her to cry miscarriage. At this point she would require a D&C/D&E. I know some college girls think it is cute to claim pregnancy and then have a "miscarriage" later on, just to add a little drama and spice to their life, but I don't think that is cute or funny. Miscarriages are nothing to be taken lightly and, speaking from personal experience, are something no one should ever want to pretend to go through.
So, as you can assume, I did not take the news well. Why would I? This is a total slap in the face to our family. Totally, 100% unacceptable to have a baby with someone you are not married to. The rules were crystal clear.
-Don't call us from jail.
-Don't get pregnant/get someone else pregnant if you aren't married to them.
-Remember who you belong to.
Two of us had no problem with those rules. One of us seems to have an issue with comprehension.
So I was also called bitter and jealous.
You're damn right. You win.
We have a nice house, nice cars, no debt, college degrees, full time jobs, money in savings, etc, yet we are dealing with infertility. So I am allowed to be bitter and jealous for 10 minutes. I am allowed to be mad for 10 minutes. I am allowed the time to process everything and be royally pissed off. Sorry you don't feel that I am owed that.
But now, almost a week after the bomb was dropped, our family is still divided and the two people who are responsible for this shit storm (my brother and the psycho) are sitting back watching us take sides.
Here's my side.
I am thankful I am not in their situation. I am thankful that we will never have to be ashamed to tell our parents we are expecting. I am thankful that a baby will not be something we will need to be ashamed of. I am thankful we will be able to provide for our child, emotionally, physically and financially together. I am thankful I will never have to worry about the other parent stripping my rights away to see my child, yet still be stuck paying child support. I am thankful that the day our child is born will be a happy one. I am thankful that I am on this side of the drama.
Best of luck to both of them. I wish them nothing but the best. I hope they know how hard this is going to be in and on every aspect of their lives, but it has the potential to also be one of the best times. It's time to grow up now. The days of going to bars and parties are over. Going out to dinner and the movies (if you can afford it) will be few and far between and will require a babysitter. They have made a very grown up bed. Now it's time to lie in it.
(PS-If there are any rude, judgmental comments left on this entry, I will shut them all down.)
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