“I started getting all sweaty, my heart began to race, just when those two lines appeared.” Thoughts were running through my mind rapidly, how was I going to tell my parents? What was everyone going to say, and would anyone believe me?
I believe that everyone should accept a situation even though they may not want to or agree with it. Take it from me, I was 17 and finding out that I was pregnant was hard to accept. Still in high school, not even an adult yet, and still living at home, it all really hit me hard.
This wasn’t my plan for my future. But what was I going to do, the damage was already done. There was no turning back now. All I had to do was accept it. The process was really hard and stressful. For months and months, I hid it from everyone. It was like a secret I kept inside. I was Afraid to tell anyone, I feared what they might think. I couldn’t even accept it myself, how would anyone else accept it?
The day I went to the doctor for the first time, is when it all really hit me. This was real, and it was time to move on and stop stressing about it. I remember it all like it was yesterday, the doctor walked in the room. I felt the mood of the room totally change. It felt like my stomach was in my throat. She weighed me, took my blood pressure, and asked if she could talk to me alone. I knew it was going to be personal. She had asked me. Are you okay? How do you feel about this? And is anyone putting any stress on you? All I could say was “No, I’m fine.” Really knowing in my mind I wasn’t. I couldn’t accept it, it just didn’t feel real.
The day I walked out of the doctor was the day I realized I had to accept it and move on. I knew I would have family and friends there to support me through it all. When I really thought about it all, it was going to be the most wonderful experience in the world. I was going to bring a little boy in this world, for me to take care of and to love. But it was still really hard being 17 and finding out I was pregnant, and feeling like there was nothing that could be any worse. But I just had to accept the fact even though I may not want to, and hope that tomorrow would be a better day.
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