So I didn't get pregnant on purpose. It was a complete accident and when I first found d out I dreaded telling my boyfriend because I knew he would say he wasn't ready and ask us to abort. It's so hard for me to even say that word right now it makes me sick. I knew I wanted to keep our little nugget so I stuck by my original gut feeling and told him I would keep it. He said terrible things about us not being ready and that I'm making an irresponsible choice... The fighting and the arguing and sleeping at different houses has all but torn me apart. But lately within the last month or two there's been a change: at night when he comes to bed he rubs my belly and we've begun talking to a realtor about getting a place together for the three of us. He's even been adamant about what shots we're going to give the baby and which ones we're not (he's a huge advocate against immunizations 🙄)! He took the initiative on all of these things and last night for the first time during my whole pregnancy he held me and kissed my belly it was all I could do not to cry he has no idea how much it means I feel like I've got my man back! Like he went back to being the wonderful human being I fell in love with! I'm the luckiest girl on the planet.