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Ive began to really realize today just how many people think Im a bad person for the things I do when it comes to making choices for Paisyn. I work constantly, I may not work as long shifts all the time; but I work everyday. I do it to support Paisyn because I dont get help from her Dad, which is a-okay. Because knowing I can buy her the things she needs and wants with my own hardworking money is the most greatest feeling Ive ever had. Being a single Mom has taught me many things, when and if I do find someone I have to find someone to be the father figure for Paisyn. Yes, she has a Dad. BUT, there are many other things that make up a Dad than just picking up your child for two days. Obviously youre doing something wrong if you have to pry your crying child off of yourself to give her to her Father. People say, Youre not a single Mom, you get help. But the question is Do I really? Does somebody pay my babysitters besides having a wonderful person in my life who does it for free? Does anyone pay for my diapers, Paisyns clothes, her co-pay? What about doctor appointments? Who had to hold down their own child while they drifted to sleep, at her eye appointment. Who takes her to them. I do. I pay for it. I do all of this ALONE. I dont have anyone to hold my hand to comfort me when Im scared for my baby. Ive began to be okay with that, because Paisyn will know when shes older who was there for her when nobody else wasnt. Its ironic how the people with happy loving familys are the ones who look down upon me. But, I tell you this.. for all of the people that creep on my Facebook, and read my things to go and tell all your other happy couple families how much more of a terrible person I am. Step in my shoes. Try doing what I do for ONE DAY. Try being a broken family, missing out on your babies life. Then you can tell me just how wrong I am.
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 03:23:39 +0000

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