Listen here buddy, since that day I found out I was pregnant, not just my life changed, but so did yours. FOREVER. I don't know what the hell it's going to take for you to get that through your non-existent brain of yours, but you better step up soon, or I'll find someone else who will. Even though I really don't need anyone else, and I could do everything on my own, I'd rather not.
You never ask how I am, how your baby is, when my next doctors appointment is, how my doctors appointments go, etc. The fact that we aren't together anymore is beside the point. We still live together, and this is your first born child. Keep your shit up and you won't have a part in his life. That's the last thing I want to do, but if it comes down to it, a mother has to do, what a mother has to do to protect children first and then herself.
You have to realize that this baby will require love, support, and money. Yes, that one thing that everyone can not get enough of. Speaking of money, you'd rather spend your tax return on a new car instead of saving it for your son. You have a perfectly good car, you just don't know how to take care of it correctly. He's going to be here in basically 3 months. Please for his sake, get your fucking priorities in line before it's too late.
I know it's been a hot minute since I've posted something, but I really haven't had much to say. Hope everyone is doing fabulous!
Until next time,
--Lola
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