In April of 2008 I started dating this guy. And we were together for a long time. He was sweet and he was always there for me whether if it was good or bad. He and my parents got along well so that’s was a really big plus. He barely ever let me pull out my wallet when we went out. And we went on several dates. Then slowly everything started going downhill. We were spending so much time together that we drove each other away. We still cared for each other, so we decided it was time for a break. It really wasn’t a break because we still saw each other but just not all the time. During our break we got pregnant. And when I went to tell him that I was pregnant with his child, he basically was trying to leave me. As tough as I tried to be, it still hurt me that he didn’t want to take care of his responsibility. I cried each and every day. Once I’d told my parents, which was a big step because my parents are pastors, and they gave me the “yes” that they would help me take care of my responsibility, I went back to my ex- boyfriend and told him that I no longer needed him and he could go on with his life, slowly but surely he turn things around. He tried to be in my life as well as his child life also. As the months went by I continued to be pregnant until one day in March I felt an extremely sharp pain. What was happening? This pain was a sign that I was having a miscarriage.
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