waiting...all the time

Now I am already in the seventh month. Another crazy thing is that Sam's mother is now pregnant too. Mark, the boyfriend of Sam's mum moved to her. So Sam feels better that we live together because now tehre is somenody who takes care of his mum. We both are happy at the moment even we can laugh a bit about the whole. Okay, just sometimes. In opposite to the beginning the everything feels much better now. Both of us are thinking more positive and I am happy about that. Hopefully Sam too. The last few weeks and months were a bit stressed because of exams, I wasn't really good but Sam was okay. In my opinion it wasn't so important because I always had to take a year of school so it doesn't matter. And while the last weeks I couldn't do much, that was strange. All the time we were just waiting and waiting...

I don't know, but everything has changed

At the moment I feel better, it seems that my life is going to the right direction now. I spend more time with Sam and I guess our proportion is better than in the last few weeks. We went together to the hospital to see our baby on the machine. On the way back home he kissed me. On the one hand it felt so normal but on the other hand it was a different feeling, I don’t know how to explain. But it felt right and it also was a wonderful day. And moreover we went to a NCT class. Okay it wasn’t such a grade experience, but it was a bit funny too. I’ll never go back there.
Sam is often at our house and even he says Robert and Andrea to mum and dad. They or we often have seriously conversation. He is already a part of my family. I’m very happy that he didn’t leave me though I thought that in the beginning.

I can't kill my baby...

Yesterday I went to Sams. I wanted to talk to him and tell him the result of the prgnancy test. Even if he already knows it. As I saw him I had to start crying.
He asked me what I wanted to do now. So I relied that I already made a decision and want to keep the baby. Are you sure?, he asked. But I'm sure. I don't really know how it should work with a baby but in my opinion I should listen to my stomage in this situation.

A few days later he came to my house we wanted to tell my parents the news. Sam was afraid of this evening...me too. But I have to tell them, and I want that he is with me. Mum and dad were shocked. They also didn't know what they should say.
Later we also went to Sam's mum with my parents. It was a terrible conversation like the whole evening.