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I woke up this morning in a strange & unusual panic. A panic that I'm growing up waaaaay too fast. I'll be 30 in 7 years & that's terrifying enough, but also knowing that I'm going to be a mom at 23 years old. I know there's people who get prego alot younger than me, but I've never planned on kids. I just pray that I won't be that mom that regrets it child. I'm moving from Texas which has made me so happy, made me realize it was the one thing I did right, that I enjoyed this choice. & now I'm being taken away from it all. & who knows if Wes & I will last. I'm not ready for marriage, no where near ready actually. & if we dont last, who is going to find me desireable after my figure changes (in a good way I hope) and I have a kid.
It's like that damn Toys 'r' Us song, "i dont wanna grow up, I just wanna be a kid" or something like that. It's how I feel. It just seems like everyone around me is getting engaged, married, or popping out a kid. Life is going waaaaaay too fast for me. It really will set in when I have to hear about an ex getting married, or having my baby shower, or planning a bachelorette party. I'm not ready to grow up & i dont wanna!!! lol I sound like a 2 year old, & if i could get away with throwing a temper tandtrum I would. Hope ya'll are wishing you had 80* weather right now!! NA NA NA NA!!!!!! HAHAHAHA! *evil grin* MIss you guys, 2 & 1/2 months to go..........