Days and Weeks

The weeks seem to be going by pretty fast but the days on the other hand seem to linger forever. I had my first nurse visit and I met my doctor. She is pretty nice and she has two kids of her own so she knows what it's like to be pregnant.
They took my blood, which I hate. I told the nurse that I can have someone stick a needle in my nose but when I see one go up my arm I tend to freak out a little! Also, I learned that I'm eleven weeks, almost three months which surprised me.
The part that was a little uncomfortable was when she had to ask about both Chris (I mind as well use the real name, he's not around to tell me not to. I know that sounds bitter but it's the truth) and I medical history. I knew all mine of course but obviously nothing about Chris.
I really only know a few things about him. He's not African-American, he's Fillipino (?) and Italian. His birthday is May 23rd and because of that his favorite number is 23. He's color blind, which I still think he was kidding me about. He lived in Orange County before moving here. He has an older sister and a mom, he never knew his dad.
Some people say that since he doesn't really know what it's like to have a father around he is just reacting to this situation in the only way he knows how. I don't think that justifies anything but I do feel bad for him. I remember he told me-I never knew my dad, It was hard but ya know.
So, my twinge of sadness for him didn't make it any less uncomfortable to have to explain to the nurse that I don't know anything about him. And when she asked, I answered No, he's not involved. She asked for his name and i didn't give it. She said I should put it down because then he would have to pay child support. I said I'd think about it but I'm not gonna put it down. Why force someone to do the right thing? Also, that would give him paternal rights and if he doesn't wanna be involved anyway, why should he have any type of rights to my baby.I'm afraid I sound a little bitter today but I'm just putting it like it is.
Besides the long days, the weeks continue to fly by. I'm looking forward to school being over and feeling better, no more nausea please, in the next month. If you think about it, I appreciate any good thoughts or prayers you could send my way:)