The day I found out I was pregnant is a day I’ll never forget. I was 20 at the time and scared out of my mind. Even though I knew my boyfriend at the time would be completely supportive and we were in love I was still scared. I knew I’d have to postpone finishing college and I would be responsible for another human’s life. I told my boyfriend and he was ecstatic. He is also 5 years older than me and was at that place in his life where kids just seemed like the next step. He asked me to marry him shortly after and I was worried that he only asked because I was pregnant. After many times of reassuring me that that was not the only reason we were married on October 10th. 3 months later he was deployed on a 6 month cruise in the Navy. He missed the 3rd trimester, the birth, and he wont be home until August where our daughter will then be 3 months old. Needless to say I am very scared that when he comes home and I’m not the same size 2 I was when he left he’s going to be dissapointed. I gained 45 pounds nearly by the end of the pregnancy and our daughter was 8 lb 8 oz. Now, I just need to get the courage back to be naked in front of him and our relationship can continue to grow. The wonderful gift I got in the form of our beautiful little girl is worth every pound I gained and every stretch mark I got.