These are the times

You know I don't know if my writing makes much of a difference in someone's life...but I believe that maybe just someday my writing will become viral...to the point where everyone around the world will know of my ability to speak from the soul....to say what ppl are thinking and can't always find the words to say. That being said...tonight as I watch time pass me by...it's a new day, 30 minutes already into it...it's a spotless day.  No mistakes have been made...no conversation I've encountered that may shape my day for the better or not...and no person have I met that I've tried to impact to make they're day a little better....Instead I lay in bed.  6 and a half months pregnant, lonely and emotional as a girl can get.  I never believed that I would be that one girl who got pregnant out of wedlock. Sometimes I believe that people have labeled me as 'that girl' but in the past few months I've come to realize of what a label is...and it truly sets us up to be this person and doesn't allow us room to be anything other then that...and well what kind of life is that? Where is your motivation,  your room to breath and be all you can be, when that label pretty much says what someone made up they're opinion about... we each have endless opportunities, mistakes we get to make and trials we will all go thru..and I have never been more grateful than who I view myself as...and labels are only up to me at the end of the day! I can't change the way someone may see something. I can't influence someone else's mood into how I want them to respond differently...and more importantly it's not up to me to limit someone of all the possibilities that are in this world.
Being pregnant out of wedlock has endless rewards to it. I wouldn't trade my situation for anything in this world. I love that the end of everyday my baby girl will be with me, that the time we share together of late nights trying to get comfortable whether that be her in my belly doing that or me in my bed.. I have been able to share mornings with her, reminding her of the beauty she ALREADY carries. That in and of itself has left me lucky enough to love my body more then I ever have...where I am comfort with a few pimples on my face, my belly getting bigger and the scale telling me that there is a baby growing inside of me...I have taught myself to fight against what I normally wouldn't do by finding a 'will' in allllll things..by focusing on what IS instead of what ISN'T...and well at the end of everyday I now carry a self reflection of who I am as a woman...I am now happy of what I see...Cause little did I know....every habit, every decision, every little thing I will do, becomes a behavior my beauty will learn thru and by me...what more of an overwhelming/exciting time then just that. It truly makes me take a second look of the people I am allowing to influence my progression,  the type of people I allow in my life and if they are the kind of people I want to reflect of who I am as a woman..
Pregnancy definitely has taught me a whole new part of me that I never knew...thru every physical attribute I am developing down to the emotional end of it all...Specially when it comes to reaction to the things I allow to affect my mood and response to life's situations. At the end of every day it truly matter what I allowed myself to move forward in what I'm doing and not what i allowed to bring me  down...Cause let's be honest, people will always hold how you responded to things, to dictate your character. (Think about it..itll always stay in your mind) Make sure what your doing, is who you want to be remembered as....Cause like it or not. You are going to remembered for something in this lifetime...Specially in someone's world..whether that be the standard they hold someone too, whether it be what someone wants to be or doesn't want to be...or it simply be that stepping stone that got them to where they are...I promise you, you wouldn't be nearly the person you are today if it wasn't for every tiny little thing that this life made you of all that you are.