Hey girls, I have been responding to posts here for a while. I thought I might let everyone know a bit about me. I got pregnant for the first time when I was 17. I had a beautiful lil girl just before I turned 18 her name is cheyenne. Chey will be 5 in april. I stayed with her father for a few years we got married he went off to the military the next day. After his boot camp and a school I moved from ohio to virginia beach to be with him. Well because of his alcoholism and lack of respect for me I left him only a few short months later. This was just over two years ago. We still havent got our divorse finalized. That should be sometime this month. Well shortly after I left him, I met this awsom man nammed danny. Danny instantly took chey on as his own. Danny asked me to have his baby. I told him no, and about once a month he would ask all the while me saying no, I dont want more children. Finally I told him I would but I wanted to wait a couple of years. A couple of weeks later we got pregnant. Unexpected but awsom. From their danny and I decided to move to tn. We now have cheyenne and an eleven month old girl named ashton. She is awsom and happy nearly always. Ash will be one in april. About two and a half months after ash was born we became pregnant with our lil boy. His name is mikhail. I am due the 27th of this month according to ultra sound size, yet according to my last period i'm due on the 10th. This was very scarey to me at first, but I no longer am fearful, i'm ready. Now I am 22 and soon to be mother of three. I have been through alot of trama and bs and great times in my life. I have seen alot, so I feel I have alot of advice to give, and comfort for those who need it. If anyone ever just needs to talk I am here. And I hope the same can be offered to me.