The tragic love story behind this..
My sister, at age 19, got pregnant in January of this year.
This thing, This infant, craddling in my sisters hands is Anna.

Anna wasn't suppossed to happen. Not at the time she did. No one wanted her at the time that my sister got knocked up. Not Anna's mom, not Anna's dad, Not me and deffinently not my mom.

The childish man that helped give life to this beautiful baby, wanted nothing to do with her. Didn't want to be in her life and didn't want to help her grow and live a happy life. My sister wanted Anna, just not then. Not at the age of 19. She wasn't ready. None of us were.

After many pregnancy test to prove this horrible possibility of being knocked up by the guy that she planned to be a one night stand, which all turned out possitive, abortion was in hand. Did my sister have the heart to get rid of something that was her own fault of creation? At first, her heartless heart thought so. But after deep thought, no, she didn't. Thank god too.

The baby's father wasn't her ideal.. future baby's daddy. She had pictured her baby's father, like most of us do, to be a fatherly type. She pictured herself after 4 years of collage and a nice life with the man she loved, who ever that was to be and her child, "Anna". She didn't picture him to be some childish arrigant asswhole who never grew up out of his teenage years, after being 28. She didn't expect her first child to be without a father, as she did, never knowing her father. She didn't want Anna to go through that. To go through life never knowing the man who created you, but only knowing that he wantd nothing to do with you.

My sister made it 9 months and some odd days without the support of her baby's father. 9 months, she did go on strong. She gave birth to Anna on Ocober 3. While being rushed to the hospital, My second oldest sister called up the father saying "Not that you care or anything, but your baby's momma is about to give birth to your child."

What do you know? He showed up to the hospital with a digital camera to give to his baby momma as she lay in the hospital bed in labor, in pain. I'm pretty sure he didn't plan to stay the whole time. Actually, I'm possitive his car was still running in the parking lot, for him to get in and leave as soon as he dropped off his "farrwell" present.

As he entered the hospital room in which my sister lay, he walked towards the bed to give her the camera. My mom steps right infront of him. Stopping him dead in his tracks to give him, I'm sure, a piece of her mind. That's the last thing my sister wanted to see was the baby father. Well either Anna sensed her father in the room, or maybe the stress was getting to my sister.. with her babydady showing up only to leave as soon as he can, while my mom yelled at the baby's father.. because Anna started to come out. Perfect timing you'd say, but I say it's fate.

It ended up that the baby daddy who wanted nothing to do with the baby, helped give birth to the beautiful child that early early morning. He, as he says, "Fell in love with
Anna, and nothing can keep me away from her."

So in the end, This horrible thing that was thought to be, turned out okay in the end. Anna got the father that my sister always wanted her to have. And my sister found her love. The two once strangers brought together that one night by a party then ripped apart by pregnancy, were only to be brought together in the end by the most beautiful thing in the whole intire world. Anna.

It's not your ideal love story. But this just shows that love has it's crafty ways of bringing people together. Whether you must indorce pain and a heartbreak at first or If it inloves bringing life, in the end it all works out.