Time To Get Real Part 2... UMM WHAT NOW?

it's time for part 2... UMM WHAT NOW?

if you missed part one click here if you want to catch up.

where was i? oh yes we just told the priest i was pregnant and he said well you have to get married. umm, ok but, big jerk face to my left has a girlfriend. i'm not so sure this is going to work out. it was time for round 3 of name calling. ha... take that! 


remember i was 18 & not very mature. obviously! so, here's what happened. we made a mistake. we sinned and now it was time to make it right and show our faithfulness to the Lord. he (my soon to be husband) broke up with his new girlfriend. (i hope he doesn't sound like a monster because he is not we were just young & stupid,) and we started planning our wedding. the priest wanted us to come in the following tuesday were talkin' 2 days later and get hitched. uhh NO! yes i messed up and got pregnant but i wanted the fairy tale wedding. i am only getting married once after all. problem is i can't afford to pay for a wedding. i work at a restaurant.

so i call my momma and tell her that we need to talk. to butter her up i tell her to meet me at her favorite restaurant and i'm paying. (i could afford to take my momma to lunch) she agreed to meet. i was scared to death. that's the main reason i had her meet me at la costa. she wouldn't be able to beat me in a public place right? i got there early and sat in the center of the room surely she wont make a scene. of course she didn't we are ladies, ladies don't make scenes.

when she sat down i made small talk for about 10 minutes. I hadn't really talked to her since she told me to get out.

*i need to give you a quick back story. at the beginning of my senior year she bought my a brand spankin' new honda civic. with the car came a set of rules. well 2 rules. 1.) you will be on honor roll all year. (i goofed around a lot and didn't always get the grades i was capable of) 2.) you will NOT get pregnant. you see she was heartbroken when i told her i was pregnant. she honestly is the sweetest lady on earth.

so finally i start the dreaded conversation. it went like this.

me: i know you are disappointed in me and i am sorry, but i am an adult. i knew what i was doing when i did it. it's my fault and now it is my responsibility. we spoke to the priest and he said that we need to get married. he want's us to come down to the church with our parents and have a nice private ceremony.

momma: i can respect that. i just think that your life is going to become so much more complicated. (ya think) but if this is what you guys want to do i will support your decision. however no daughter of mine is getting married without a proper wedding.

me: ugh mom really i don't need anything fancy. it's not like this was done in the right order anyway.(this is what i said out loud. inside i was doing a happy dance.)

momma: kelly please don't argue we can do this. just give me a few days to come up with a budget and we can pull everything together by the end of august. (at this point it was the first week of july)

me: OooohKaaaay.

this part of it all embarrasses me a little...

now i had to go tell my dad. that was hard. he didn't think marriage was the best decision. he sat my hubs and i down and asked us if we were sure. we told him we were and he gave us his blessing. the next week i moved in with my husband and his parents. we decided that we just didn't want to be apart anymore, i was already preggo so why wait to live together. i think my in-laws felt like they didn't have a choice. (so sorry guys i love you thanks for always being so kind.)

it's funny when i moved in with my husband my momma wanted me to move back in with her until the wedding. i told her no that she had kicked me out and i wasn't moving back. i know, here she is paying for my wedding and i'm still being a spoiled brat. at least i told you up front that i was.

Hosea 14

Healing for the Repentant

 ¹ Return, O Israel, to the Lord your God,

      for your sins have brought you down.

 ² Bring your confessions, and return to the Lord.

      Say to him,

 “Forgive all our sins and graciously receive us,

     so that we may offer you our praises.

 ³ Assyria cannot save us,

      nor can our warhorses.

   Never again will we say to the idols we have made,

      ‘You are our gods.’

   No, in you alone

      do the orphans find mercy.”

 ⁴ The Lord says,

   “Then I will heal you of your faithlessness;

      my love will know no bounds,

      for my anger will be gone forever.

 ⁵ I will be to Israel

      like a refreshing dew from heaven.

   Israel will blossom like the lily;

      it will send roots deep into the soil

      like the cedars in Lebanon.

 ⁶ Its branches will spread out like beautiful olive trees,

      as fragrant as the cedars of Lebanon.

 ⁷ My people will again live under my shade.

      They will flourish like grain and blossom like grapevines.

      They will be as fragrant as the wines of Lebanon.

 ⁸ “O Israel,^[a] stay away from idols!

      I am the one who answers your prayers and cares for you.

   I am like a tree that is always green;

      all your fruit comes from me.”

 ⁹ Let those who are wise understand these things.

      Let those with discernment listen carefully.

   The paths of the Lord are true and right,

      and righteous people live by walking in them.

      But in those paths sinners stumble and fall.

Stay tuned for part 3... PLANNING THE BIG DAY!

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?