I am 21, from Brighton, UK, and expecting my first child.
Recently returned from a year and a half in Paris, under uncommon circumstances, my hobbies on return included: pretending I was being productive by gazing gormlessly into my laptop screen, crying over the toaster, searching for jobs I couldn’t have, messenging my ex, and occasional yoga and reading of French novels I didn’t understand. Still, this was an improvement on the weeks before Christmas, which were spent feverishly messaging friends for the short-lived endorphins of receiving a response, watching Youtube videos with dead unseeing eyes and suddenly bursting into tears while rummaging in the fridge for cheese.
I now work as a receptionist at a children’s centre so the daily crying has been cut down and the French novels are hidden away from regretful eyes.
This blog is to share my experiences of being a young, single, pregnant woman – because I can’t seem to find anything on the web that relates to my life (i.e. not being in a loving couple and stable job).
I hope you enjoy it (and at least one person out there relates to it too!)!