Well, I just got some interesting news yesterday. I found out I'm pregnant. The father is my on again off again boyfriend of the last four years. The guy I was bitching about in my last blog. So we had talked about having kids before all hell broke loose and he left and we broke up...yet again. Well, I had to call him and tell him I was pregnant. That went over really well. He started laughing and crying at the same time. Then he precieded to call me later last night and tell me exactly how it was gonna be. That if we didn't get back together then the baby would spend half of the time with me and half of the time with him. I told him that we had nine months to figure it out. I don't know what to do about it. I may be completely retarded but I want to be with him and start a family. I already have one kid without a father and I sure as hell don't want two. I know that JP won't do what the other one did but it scares me anyway. Then again I don't want to be with him and then he leaves out of nowhere. He is pretty good at that when he gets mad. But anyway that is my rant. Got any advice? I'm more than willing to listen.
