I’m not entirely sure what is what. But what I do know, is I knew I had a miscarriage. I was at the hospital earlier that afternoon, but by 9:30. I had miscarried. I didn’t even bleed through like everyone had said. I just had a heart beat at 12pm of 184.

It sucks but it was kinda a blessing in disguise. God knew my heart and I wasn’t ready to have an abortion, but he knew he wasn’t ready have me have to deal with the father for the rest of my life tbh. I’m gonna take responsibility of my actions regardless, but the man upstairs knew what he was doin . I deserve so much more and so did that baby, I wish I had got a sonogram.