To have the wedding we wanted. Our first wedding was small and I was 9 months pregnant. We want to have a bigger ceremony, me have a big dress & not be 9 months pregnant in all the pictures haha. We wanna do it the way we have always wanted to (:
Okay. I know I will get judged for this by people who haven’t heard the story before and that’s okay.
Basically, Adam and I broke up around April 10 2011. I got my period April 20th and it lasted until April 26th. Blah blah. I started dating this guy Jon. We had sex. I found out I was pregnant May 19. Obviously, my first thought is “it’s Jons” which just completely and totally broke my heart. I told him, and he told me to abort.
Adam and I weren’t on great terms and I knew when he found out he’d be crushed. But he started coming over and hanging out with me again and I had to tell him, so I did, and he cried. I told him Jon wanted me to abort and he didn’t really say anything. Jon and I broke up, Adam and I got back together. He told me that even if he was Jons, he wanted me to keep it and we would raise him together.
Fast forward, I go to my first obgyn appointment. I thought I was around 9 weeks. Judging by my last period, that was my estimate at that point. Adam and his mom are there. I went back first by myself because I was really scared. My doctor listened for the heart beat. I plugged my ears because I was terrified. (I miscarried my first pregnancy and during my first ultrasound they told me there was no heart beat)
Then my doctor told me to open my ears and I heard the most beautiful sound. <3 I got her to get Adam and bring him in and he cried. We both just cried. She felt around my uterus and she said I was a little late on getting my first appointment and I asked why, she said I was at least 15-16 weeks judging by how my uterus felt. Which meant Ben is Adams and I had gotten my period the first month I was pregnant. She checked my cervix and it was closed. She couldn’t understand why I had gotten my period and said she had no answer for me.
A few people from around here have been rude about it, saying Ben isn’t Adams but even if I slept with Jon the moment I met him, the dates just literally do not add up. Plus, Ben is Adams fucking twin.
Regardless, I made a mistake and I regret it deeply. So if you are judging me from this story — keep it to yourself -___-
Before you send hatemail, remember you’re wasting your time and mine. Most importantly mine.
My name is Anden. I am 20 years old. I am very happily married to the love of my life, Adam. We have been together for going on 4 years and married for going on a year. He is my soulmate. On January 8th, 2012 we had our first child together, Benjamin. He is our whole entire world.
- How do you pronounce your name?
Ann-din
- Are you really married?
Yes
- How long have you and Adam been together?
Three going on four years
- How old is Adam?
19
- How did you and Adam meet?
http://mrschristman.tumblr.com/post/27036125137
- How tall are you?
5’0
- Why did you have a baby so young?
Because we wanted to.
- Why did you get married so young?
Because we wanted to.
- How many people have you slept with?
12.
- What’s your youtube?
youtube.com/roflanden27
- 0mG pr0m0 4 pr0m0?~*
Unless we’re friends, no.
- Is your hair real?
Yes, all my hair is 100% mine.
- Why are you rude?
Ask a stupid question, expect a stupid response.
- You’re ___ (ugly, etc)I don’t care lol
- You miscarried? What was the sex? When? How far along were you?
Yes. We didn’t know the sex. We named him/her Addison because it is a unisex name. It was February 16th 2011 when we found out. He/she stopped growing at 9 weeks 2 days, and we found out 10 weeks 6 days. There was no heart beat. I had a d&c the following day.
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- My tattoos
The one on my back :
“These are my tiny footprints, so perfect and so small. These tiny footprints never touched the ground at all. Most of all, these tiny footprints are found in mommies heart. Because even though I’m gone now, we’ll never truly part.”
my arm: A ship in the harbor is safe but that’s not why ships are built
Then I have stars on my belly
