The Miracle of Life

As the story goes, you find your true love in high school, break up in college, find each other 5 yrs later. Catch-up on old times over dinner, champagne, and strawberries. 11p turns into 5a and you are still wrapped in each others arms. Only now you have to be at work by 8a and you don't feel like getting up to put the unopened condom wrapper back in the night stand . So what do you do? You call out of work, risk losing your job because you are already on probation for telling it like it is to a coworker a few weeks back. But you don't care because you are laying sunny side up with your high school sweetheart of whom you know you are the perfect soul mate for.You roll over and stare at him, thinking about where you both went wrong causing the relationship to end a few years back and then you throw the thought away as that reason doesn't matter because you are so happy that you found each other.

But that reason does matter...

As we all know, history repeats itself and life is a cycle. Whatever that reason was back then for the break-up will resurface, but now you are stuck with him because all of a sudden your "stomach bug" turns into 9 months of hospital visits and prenatal pills. Congratulations!!

So now you get to first hand experience The Miracle of Life... that same miracle that we all like to watch in aww from afar but aren't too excited when we are the ones receiving. Yeah, that one. Not saying that there is anything wrong with conceiving, at least we know now that your ovaries work and his soldiers march. But lets be real, we know you would have preferred your sunny side up a little more scrambled, and your oversize belly a little more flat. So now what do you do? You put on a smile and try to ignore his texts of I can't do this and I'm not ready. This is supposed to be the happiest time of your life. And it might have been if you were still included when your friends go out, and you didn't regurgitate your favorite meals. But hey, you'll lose the weight somehow. Never mind the fact that you can't walk upstairs without waddling or that your thighs now rub together, or even that you have to buy waterproof make-up for all the tears that you have been shedding. What so sad about kibbles n bits commercials??

What I'm getting at ladies is... we have to be smarter. We have to be careful. A baby does not equal a happy home, nor does it equal a guaranteed ring on the third finger in on your left hand. We have to be smart and safe, even if our men chose not to be. In the time he takes to remove his clothes, you could have already had a condom in hand... and lets stop expecting him to provide. STOCK UP LADIES. Pick the kind you want; there's flavors and all!! I love the grape ones!! No one is saying don't have sex... I'm just saying, do it with a purpose, and if there is no purpose, do it safely.

Enjoy!!