|Me. Pregnant. 30.|
I had big plans for my 30th birthday, and none of them involved being a single mom. It’s not that I never wanted a child, it’s just that, at that time, 3 years ago, I wasn’t emotionally ready. I can admit it now (it was much harder then), I was lonely. I had been alone a lot for much of my 20’s, living my life as a single woman, but I don’t know what it was about the 29th year that made all of the hurt and pain that I’d gone through as a child come to the surface.