PART I: TWO PINK LINES

As every story of pregnancy begins with those two parallel pink lines – mine did too. 

I didn't let myself think "I am pregnant" when my monthly visit from Aunt Flow didn't come when it should of, I just figured it would come. After being 2 weeks late I decided I should probably take a pregnancy test just to be safe. I was shocked as I saw the two lines form on the pee stick instantly... I am going to be a teenage mother! Finishing up my high school days with a big round belly was something I did not plan on happening, I hardly knew anything about babies or pregnancy! The taste of fear filled my mouth and I wanted to throw up...how was I going to tell my parents, how was I going to provided for this baby, how was I going to be a mother? After a few more tests with the same results, I decided to tell my parents; I sent my mom the long "I am sorry to be a disappointment" text while she was at church. I was positive she knew why I sent that text but she was going to make me tell her, and I was dreading it. I knew my parents wouldn't do anything dramatic but still I was terrified to tell them. As my parents came home, walking through the door, they called down the stairs asking for me to come up to their room. That's when my stomach dropped, I grabbed the pregnancy test and slowly made my way up the stairs to what I thought would by my death. I sat down and gave my mother the positive pregnancy test, she just looked at me waiting for me to say the words the test meant... I cried as I said sorry and told them I was pregnant. They were disappointed in my actions but not me, they were going to be supportive through the decisions I made and the 9 months and beyond – just like I knew they would. 

To be continued...