I am Pregnant

I am Pregnant

Those were the words I recently heard from two ex girlfriends and a blast from the past jump-off, all at the same damn time, what are the odds of something like that happening? It was kinda weird hearing that from one of the particular ex ladies, not sure if my “congrats” were all the way genuine, honestly I did feel some type ah way, but I did mean well…. I think.
I guess on some level due to the ladies being ex partners, lovers, title holders, I’ve had thoughts of hearing those words from them in regards to our situation at the time when the words would bare more relevance, not exactly those same words but this time with another dude. Since I seem to have odd continuing relationships (non sexual) with about 90% of my exes, I guess it’s not that weird, when you reach a “friend zone” of sorts, personal information would be shared between each other. Maybe I need to change my phone number or stop sharing it or tell people to stop sharing my damn number. I’ve changed countries of residence, so it can’t be that hard I guess.

But in all honesty I do wish them well in their future endeavors as parents, well the ones doing it the first time anyway. Now there was a semi-comedic moment in all this good news sharing. When I was told the pregnancy news by the jump-off, in her typical over the top way, she decided to add….

Hey could have been you as the baby-daddy, but your ass loved condoms too much and dead set against paying child support remember?

LOL No bullshit, (Kevin Hart stare all day) I really wasn’t ready, not at all was I ready to hear that shit, a “fuck you bitch” immediately formed in my brain and was racing down to my mouth, but since in 2014, I’ve decided to scale back on my use of the words “nigga” (now replaced with “ninja”) and “bitch” (now replaced with “human female or THOT”). I just smiled and said “you crazy ass human female ha ha, you got me yeaaa funny woman you are ha!”

Now the moral of this story or better yet what have I taken away from this….. uhhhh even though I share a history with these women and some actual got the title of “my woman” and as weird as it is for me to hear those words “I’m pregnant” and on some level wished it may have been when we were together, I’m absolutely fine with this. Nooooot so fine with the offer of “God father” role, I’ll share in your good news, I’ll congratulate you from a very genuine place, asthe past is indeed the past, but I’ll be damned if I am locked into some type of moral contract (that god parent shit is not legally binding, I checked into it) to raise another man seed that was deposited inside you and took fruit… nah I’m good.

#randomlifemoment