It was positive. I needed insurance. really hated being pregnant. I hated the attention, I was exhausted. But despite everything in the end it was worth.
I believe we (male species) also have a story to tell and share which we experience along with our partner in crime during those beautiful and exciting (and of course exhausting and frustrating ) 9 months. So here is story of being pregnant from a MY perspective.
I had no idea what to expect and I was never much of a kid person. However, It’s in my nature that I like to jump into big, life changing things and that’s what happened.
We started dating when we were sixteen and seventeen. One day, I got a call from her. So much crying. She said: “I am pregnant.”
My story isn’t as profound as, say, holding a man in my arms as he dies of AIDS, or watching a loved one slowly wither away from Cancer, but it’s still something that’s always weighed heavily on my mind.