So, this past week has been such a crazy week! I know some of you have probably missed me in chat and I have missed you too. I feel its only fair of me to share what has kept me away from you! I was suppose to get my period two weeks ago. I kept waiting for it to come but it didn’t. I started to freak out. I had been seeing this one guy since I got back from spring break. He’s a basketball player and we weren’t really exclusive. I mean I know what to expect with guys in the NBA. You pretty much should just take what you can get. But I’ve always used protection with him. I know how much guys like him get around and I wanted to be on the safe side. Plus, I have been having problems with the pill I was on so my Dr. took me off of it in order to start me on something new. So anyway, there was this one night when Mr. NBA and I were having some crazy sex and the condom broke. We both kind of blew it off, I mean what were the chances right? So weeks went by and I kind of put the memory away. Until my period didn’t come. I was so scared. I didn’t know what to do and I really didn’t want to talk to Mr. NBA about. I mean he would have probably freaked out. He’s always telling me how girls are trying to trap him by getting pregnant. And I didn’t want him to think I was doing that to him. I was so nervous and so scared. I kept rubbing my belly, thinking that there could be a baby growing in there. That I could be a mom in nine months. I over analyzed the whole situation. I mean was I ready to have a baby? Would Mr. NBA hate me? I tore me apart. I was so scared the first few days to even go and get a pregnancy test but I finally did. All week long Mr. NBA had tried calling me and I ignored him. I sat in my house staring at that little box until I couldn’t take it anymore. I tore open the box and headed to the bathroom to finally put the question to rest. I took the test and waited the few minutes it takes……and it was negative! After I realized that, well I was a little disappointed. I mean at first I hated the idea and then well it kind of grew on me and even though I didn’t want to admit it to myself, I kind of liked the idea of being pregnant and becoming a mom. Mr. NBA kept calling me and I finally answered and invited him over last night. He was freaked out all week and wanted to know what my problem was. So I told him…..and he wasn’t mad. He actually seemed like he wouldn’t have cared if he did get me pregnant. So yeah, maybe I freaked out for nothing! Either way I am not pregnant and I am back!
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