So I saw a preggie on here decided to judge women for reaching out for help, and that we should "Grow up and be a woman."

August 28th, 2025, my father passed away from a heart attack at 1:45 pm while I was getting ready to hang with friends. I didnt know I was pregnant then. I didnt get to tell him he was going to be a grandpa. I didnt get to say good bye, but I did get to see his cold pale lifeless body lie on the hospital bed to confirm his death,before I could do anything, I dropped my purse on the floor, and screamed where I stood. I held his hand and felt the smallest bit of warmth it had left.. Soon after my husband was pulled away to pick someone up from work so I didnt have his support, because my roomates were selfish where we lived. The day after we were told to leave that house, and we had to move back into my husbands parents. He did all that for me while I sat with my greiving mother doing my best not to cry, and again this whole time.. I had no idea I was pregnant.

Within days I got to the point of lack of food and nutrition, I didnt want to drink, or eat, my hands, and feet were numb, and I could hardly get out of my seat. I had to help pick the coffin my dad would spend the rest of his days buried in. I had to be at a viewing that lasting from morning to night because he had so many friends.. and I watched him. hoping he would move. hoping he wouod sit up and say he was joking. He didnt.

After that, I started feeling sicker, and more ill, and two pregnancy test, and a blood test later I found out I was having a baby. It was the first time I truly felt happy in those few weeks of my dads death. That same day the army decided they were transfering my husband to tennessee, and so I rushed a wedding. My mother, my brother, my sister and mother in law, and ither helped this happen but I wont lie that it wasnt stressfull. For a portion of my wedding day sitting at that table, I couldnt stand being unable to see my dad smiling at me, or joking with people like he normally would at a party. After that was packing and moving, staying in a hotel for 3 weeks and struggling to find a house, making sure our puppy was accomodated for.

So here I sit, 7 months into my pregnancy, found out my mother in law might not even make it to the birth of our son, crying, upset, because I deserve to be able to cry. 700 miles away from family and friends and the only one I have now is my husband. Dont you think its a little rude to tell me to 'get it together and be a woman?' I will. when my baby is born I will. But until then Id rather gireve now so he doesnt have to deal with a incompotent mother.. Know someones state of who they are before you judge them for using a app for the exact reason it is here for. Otherwise you just look like an ass..