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(True Fact.non fiction)

The truth of pregnancy is not all glamour.
For some it's a beautiful experience.
For me it was hell than beautiful once after he was held.
Unexpected pregnancy from a fake lover.
Who would expect carrying a pregnancy would be so heavy.
I felt I had the whole world in my belly.
I cried so much from the time I was 8,9,month till there was no tears left.
Giving birth to a living being is beautiful indeed,but seriously
Tell the truth it not peachy and cream.
It doesn't matter if you alone or with a companion.
But when you the one carrying the sac you the one who suffers the after math.
The experience of delivery a baby was a living hell.
I didn't even know when my water broke ,that's what it was.
The nurse was refusing to deliver my son just because I wasn't 10 centimeters for delivery.
My son could of died for the water sack is what keeps baby alive.
For person who supposed to be this experience she should of known as a worker.
I beg my way to her to save my son life to deliver.but of course I curse her life after.for what she did.her doing was un-purpose I saw it in her eyes. A woman like her doesn't deserve that type of job.
I love my son more than anybody in the world, but for heaven sake I didn't think I was gonna make it through the pain of his giving birth.
To have a part of your skin stretching to it's fullest not even the epidural wasn't any help.
I passed out of course after it was over the first thing I remember asking when I woke up was for a sandwich.(sorry son).
Now I know what love is as a mother to it's young. I never knew what those things were to love,care,and understand another human life.
His father is a horrible men, who so suddenly mistreated me like my father did. What a nightmare.
May him and my father go to hell. but my son I will always love and have no regret.
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