I had my daughter in the spring of
2007, (March 24th, to be exact)
I was in an abusive home, so I thank god everyday, that I did NOT, get great big.(I didn't get very big at all) Actually I only gained about 10lbs MAYBE 15lbs at VERY most.
I was on birthcontrol when I got pregnant, so I was a complete IDIOT & I believed
"Oh, we are being safe using protection. I wont get pregnant."
Wow, that was a mistake.
so I carried my daughter full term, & I had some prenatal care.(not as much as I should've though)
Well, here March comes, & I just kept thinking
"God I hope I dont' go into labor at school OR at home."
Well I thank god I DIDN'T. So right around the time I was going to be due ANY time, I was at my best friend(& my (now)ex-girlfriends house)
Out of no where my water broke & I began getting the most intense pain I have EVER experianced. A.K.A Contractions, it was about 3:30pm or so when this all started. My beautiful little girl was born at 5:30pm on March 24th, 2007.
Her name was Amorette Kandice.(Yes, unfortuneatly I ment & mean "was")

My daughter Amorette was full term & as far as I, my ex-girlfriend, & her mom was awear of she was completely heathly. :)
Obliviously considering my abusive situation at home I was unable to even claim Amorette as my own. I had to leave her at my ex-girlfriends house, 24/7. I was only able to see her when I went over there.

Three months to the day of my daughter's birth, Amorette died.
I still don't know how, or why.



My point in telling you this is,
Live every single moment as if it was going to be your last, because you don't know when your last will be.

That centering makes it tough to read.