Random Thoughts

Just my luck.

It's been a while since my last entry, so I will try to make this one a good one.

On July 4th, we went to the fireworks display on the military base with my family. My folks and my brother were all sitting off to the side, and my boyfriend and I were sitting off to ourselves. He looked at me and said "What are you going to do if I find out her baby is mine." WHOAAAAAAAAA! I forgot about something didn't I!?

When he and I first started dating, he told me he was going to have to go "donate DNA" for a paternity test. Well, since that was a long time ago, I thought everything went ok and I wouldn't have to worry about it any longer. WRONG.

Seems he hasn't received his results yet. Now I'm worried. Why you ask? I've fallen for the big guy. I've fallen hard. I know how hard it is in situations involving child support and things like that. I don't know if I want to be in a situation like this. That other woman can make our lives hell. But then when I get to thinking maybe I'd be better off out of this whole thing, I start thinking about how much I love him...and how my parents have gone through the same thing and they made it out of it alive. Sometimes I long to be single again...life was much easier then.