Cristina Nehring was thrilled to meet a guy, less thrilled to get pregnant, terrified when he left -- and ecstatic about the child who changed everyth...
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I fell in love across the Atlantic in a country more beautiful than God himself while four months pregnant with another man's child.
When you have no plans to grow a baby, what then, pray tell, is to prevent you from eating a bunch of mercury-coated raw fish, dropping to the floor in an amateur belly flop to do the snake, or taking matador classes? Nothing, that's what.
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