No where had I ever thought I would be pregnant, not just because I am butch gay, but also because I don't agree on more children in the world. I came upon my pregnancy by the bartender at the club I work at when he decided to teach me a lesson. One time, and I am pregnant. First I had denial but it was a fact, I went down the abortion route but never could pull the trigger. My mother offered to take care of my unborn daughter but as I get near to my delivery date I am not willing to give her away. I've come this far, I am not going to quit. Poor her, her father is a no good bartender and her mother is a no good gay waitress. I'm keeping her, I am staying with my mom and dad for the first months until I can live alone with her. My dad says two years, I say two months.