It’s very early in the morning i’m going for a walk I hate too much yesterday, so i’m 30 Franz took me shopping he told me to choose anything I want and paid for it. I remembered all the pain he put me through and didn’t hold back he’s being very sweet and romantic. He noticed that i’m sleeping a lot but I don’t think he knows yet and I came up with a plan to “steal” his dna for the test, I don’t want to use sven’s it will be awful if the results are negative we tried so hard for a baby before our break up and I have this gut feeling that franz is the father. At this time last year I had everything I could ever wish for, a home, a good job, a hot boyfriend who loved, a family. Now i’m a pregnant 30 years old woman who made bad decisions and have nothing left, i’m rambling!