I’m so caught up in my story’s many turns and turns that I’m not even sure where to start! When my daughter told me she was pregnant, I believed she was headed in the right direction for college! My youngster did something so terrible that it forced my hand after I gave in to that monkey in the works!

Hello to all of you. My name is Ella, and this year, Rose, my daughter, turns 19. I want to know what everyone thinks about a somewhat challenging story that I am going to tell. My daughter, who is fifteen, has been dating Nathan, a twenty-year-old, for a year now.

Alright, I’ll be honest: as a single mom who has experienced it all, I had my doubts about Nathan. But to my wonderful surprise, he turned out to be a really nice guy. I noticed that I was getting to know him and thinking of him as my adopted kid.

When I found out something I didn’t want for her at that age, I wasn’t overly delighted. “Mom, I have to tell you something, but you need to promise me that you won’t be upset,” she said to me one day when she got home.

Naturally, I had heard that statement before and had my backup plan. I cursed myself for letting Nathan worm his way into my heart as my imagination began to replay all kinds of scenarios! I even held myself responsible for lowering my defenses around him.

I’m not sure how, but I had a sneaking suspicion that he was up to something my daughter would like to talk about!

But I tried not to let my reservations show on my face as I tried to be a good father. “What is it, baby? You know you can tell me anything?” I said coolly. She sighed and inhaled deeply before hesitantly saying:

“I am carrying Nathan’s child.” You will become a grandmother.

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