The Little Life I Carry

The day I found out I was pregnant was one of the most important days of my life. Babies are adorable. They are blessings from God. As a soon-to-be-mother, my unborn child gives me a wonderful feeling of excitement. It has been almost six months ago since I found out I was pregnant. I patiently wait for the day when she arrives.

Everything in my life was planned out. I planned goals for the next years to come. I wanted to finish my Community College of the Air Force degree and continue college for Registered Nursing. I was focused on my education because I wanted to get it out of the way. I wanted to enjoy my life after college, knowing that I have accomplished something huge. Although I had a plan, I knew that other things would still occur and I would have to adapt. My fiancй and I were not planning to have any children yet. However, we told ourselves that if it happened, then it happened. We will deal with it as if it were part of our plan. Somehow, it was, but just not in a couple of years.

In May this year, I went to visit my fiancй overseas where he is stationed right now. I was there for a month and everything was good between us. We were in a long distance relationship and no one has ever said that it was going to be easy. It took great work to keep this kind of relationship. For us to survive this for several months to a year, we worked hard, which we did not even realize most of the time. I wanted us two for now so that we would have the time to strengthen our bond, to correct ourselves, and to have a very solid foundation. It was not that we do not currently have that right now. We just need to work harder. I wanted all this before we took the next step in getting married and having children.

Two days before my departure back to the states, I discovered I was pregnant. Finding that out changed my whole life. The attention, my plans, and everything else shifted to this baby. I had to make several changes in my lifestyle in order for me to keep my unborn child healthy and free of any complications. As soon as I returned to the states, I was put on a profile and was restricted from doing certain physical activities that could harm the baby or me. My emotions and body went through many changes. There were times when I did not feel like I was myself because of the way I reacted to certain things. I experienced the worst morning sickness the first three months. I was always tired. However, I tried to endure