A positive pregnancy test and a baby daddy who thinks we should move in together is not how I planned my last semester of college.
Yet, here I am.
People have babies and raise them in separate homes everyday. Our situation should be no different, but when the father of my baby makes me an offer I can’t refuse, I find myself sleeping in the softest bed of my entire life.
I find myself dreaming of a life I’d thought I’d never have.
I come home to a man who can’t wait to see me, who spoils me, and doesn't do everything he can to make a loving home.
It’s possible we can be a real family.
But here’s the thing, if an unplanned pregnancy taught me anything, it’s that change can happen all too quickly. Even when it comes to love.
