[kiss my crisis]

The life of Riley, part 1.

It was late winter/early spring of 1997. I was 23 and full of promise, a woman on a mission. I had a two year old son and a boyfriend who couldn't find a job. I was going to college and had a new job in an Irish singalong-type of pub. I had just been accepted to the program I wanted at school. It was going to be a little intense for a few years but it was going to pay off in the end. Life was as free and as hopeful as it can be when you are working hard towards a promising future.

Then it happened.

I gagged while I brushed my teeth. My breasts hurt. I was sick.

It was just the flu. Really. I needed more vitamins, stop going out with the girls on weekends. Really.

I missed my period.

Holy fuck.

Oh my God.

Shut UP.

A two year old baby. Live-in boyfriend with no job. School. Bread-winning shit job. Major school. HUGE student loans. Two pink lines. Oh. My. God.

2 comments! kim e posted at 11:43 PM
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2 tell me what you really think:

Wow. That's how daughter #2 came along for us.

I had been laid off from a job, was a student in school, and things at home were just a basket of stress! My wife and I were at each other's throats because I couldn't find a job (seriously, there were TWO major colleges in that town with lots of students willing to work for pennies).

There was ONE day in there that we got along and, er... had some fun. ONE DAY was all it took. Our second daughter was born some nine months later. Never a regret though.

By Anonymous, at 2:21 PM, December 21, 2005

i will never have sex again.

kidding!

kinda.

By Sizzle, at 8:25 PM, December 22, 2005