Time To Get Real Part 1... PREGNANT

okay so it is time to get real up in here!

i met my husband when i was fourteen. started dating him when i was 15 and the rest has been a fairy tale.

ha.ha.ha.

we had a rocky start we were young. we broke up at least once a month every month for three count them 1,2,3, years. the last time we broke up it was march 1998 my senior of high school. it was over for good. or so we thought. we would meet up every now and then. in may we started spending a lot of time together again but, guess what we called it quits again.

fast forward a month now we are in june. june 24th to be exact. it was the day after my 18th birthday. i woke up early that morning. i was feeling really unsettled. i took a shower and when i got my blow dryer out i noticed my box of tampons and my wheels started spinning. i did a little math and came to the conclusion that my period was ten days late. o.m.g. o.m.g. 

i took a pregnancy test in may because we were not safe. it was negative & i had my period. the test i bought in may came with 2 so i still had one. i took it & it was positive. can i just say when i saw the little plus sign i felt like alice in wonderland when she drank the magic potion to make her shrink. all of a sudden the world felt huge and i felt like i was the size of an ant. 

i called my now husband and called him every name under the sun. and he had the nerve to say well are you sure? followed by is it mine? at that point it was round 2 of name calling. we both calmed down and he said "lets got to planned parenthood and have them administer a test." guess what it was positive too. they told me I was 7 weeks pregnant. how can that be i had a period less than 7 weeks ago. i explained all of this to super nice lady and she asked me if it was a normal period. as i thought about it i realized it wasn't normal. she proceeds to tell us that sometimes when you are pregnant your body will expel any extra tissue.

aye-yi-yi over the next few days i told my mom. her reaction was less than perfect. she chased me around the house with a broom telling me what i was going to do next, and i with my big 18 year old mouth told her umm no! i'm an adult now and i make my own decisions. she kicked me out and tattled on me to my dad. (*my parents divorced when i was 14.) 

much to my mothers dismay my dad was on my side. he told her that i was an adult and could make my own decisions. wha to the what?... he paged me. (*yep i had a pager. it.was.cool.) so i called him and he said to bring all of my stuff and stay with him permanently, start college in the fall and once the baby was born i'd just have to switch to night classes and he and my stepmom would watch the baby while i went to class. however, me going to class would be the only time they would babysit.

a week or so later my hubs called and asked me if i would go with him to church so that we could tell his priest what was going on. (*Hubs is Greek Orthodox, I was raised Catholic.) i agreed. we met with the priest that sunday and he told us that we had to get married! umm... at this point we really were not even talking much and the hubs had a new girlfriend! immediately i started to wonder if this was the Lords plan for us. i believe it was.

"We can make our own plans,

but the Lord gives the right answer."

Proverbs 16:1

wow!!! that was emotional. and it felt good. did i keep you interested...?

stay tuned for part 2... umm what now?