"The Curse" by Andre Dubus

My curse really isn't what you would call a curse, more of a gift, my daughter. When I was eighteen I had so many plans for myself. I wanted to go to college, have a good career and maybe even buy house. I really wanted to do all of these things before I decided to have children. Then I met my ex-husband and it was one of this whirl wind type romances that seems to fill you so full of emotions that your brain can't seem to function properly. We dated a little over two months before we decided to move in together. I worked 40 hours a week and went to school at night. Then I began to get sick at work and soon found out that I was pregnant. Surprisingly he was excited about it but me not so much at first. I had quit my job because I was too sick most of the time to go in and I stopped going to school too. So, as the months past I began to love her more and more. The day she was born I knew that even though I had really wanted to wait before I had children, I wouldn't have given her up for anything or any body. She was the greatest gift ever. Even now I know how blessed I am to have my children. i may not have chosen to become a parent when I did but I sure love being one.