So 3 weeks and 3 days ago I had my son Jackson. He was suppose to be here on the 30th, but he wanted to come early. So he’s actually a late premie. I’m so happy he’s here and healthy. Like every mommy, I cried once I saw him and I held him in my arms once he was out. He did hold my finger in his hand. Best moment.
He was born on October 3, 2013 at 11:01. He weighted 5 lb. 11 oz and 19 in. long.
So I have less than 16 weeks until my little baby boy is born. I’m so excited to finally see him, and of course is my boyfriend, his family and my family. He’s the very first grandchild and nephew. He’s going to be very spoiled by both families.
Oh the other hand, I’m so scared. I’m afraid of giving birth to my son. That’s all I’m afraid of. Everything else I’ve gotten over because it was stressing me out and scaring me so much that I wake up crying. I know my little boy is healthy, so I have nothing to worry about.
It’s a scary feeling when you find out that you’re pregnant, but you’re 19 going to turn 20 next month and your boyfriend is 22, who going to turn 23 in October. I know some people don’t find that scary, but I did. I didn’t think I was going to be pregnant any time soon. Especially not this soon. I want to have a baby when I’m married to my boyfriend and when my boyfriend and I are ready to have kids.
I guess plans change *Shrugs shoulders* Oh well.
I’m kind of excited, but also terrified. My mom is very excited because this is her first grandchild (I’m an only child). My boyfriend’s mom is also excited. Everyone is excited.
I didn’t think I was going to follow the trend of getting pregnant like every girl I know.