Once again I am late. Last time it was stress, but this time? This time there isn't anything stressful in my life. I'm about a week and a half late.

Anthony and I have both discussed it, and he understands that I will never have an abortion, and that carrying it to term and giving it up for adoption will kill me emotionally. So, I guess we decided, that if I'm pregnant, we'll keep it.

To be truly honest, I'm scared.