Lately I've been feeling depressed. I don't know why. Maybe it's with the baby that's due in eight months.
I've been scared of growing fat even though the bump won't start showing until another month. I haven't told Jack yet that he'll be a father but he'll find out once he gets home.
When I found out I was pregnant, I felt happy, but at the same time, sad. We hadn't even been married for a year and I was already expecting a baby.
Was I ready? I wasn't sure.
Part of me felt I wasn't ready because of the fact that Jack and I haven't even been married for about a year and because of the fact that we were both twenty-one. Wasn't twenty-one too young to have children?
The other part of me felt ready because hey, I'd been married at age twenty. That was young. If twenty was old enough to get married then wouldn't twenty-one be old enough to have children? Besides, Jack had told me that he wanted to have a family with me and so did I.
So should I keep the baby?
As of right now, I know that whether or not I keep the baby will have to involve Jack since he's the father.
I'm so scared. What will happen when I tell him I'm not sure about keeping the baby?
I probably won't write an ending to this chapter, since I'm unsure about what Aly and Jack will do. So I'll let you guys pick your version instead. That being said, I'll continue to write about Jack and Aly's teen years. Enjoy!