finally at peace...
I found out I was pregnant when I was about 2 weeks pregnant. I had moved to WV with my bf and we were both looking for jobs. I was terrified.... and even more terrified to tell my parents about my mistake. Here I was 18, moved in another state and "knocked up" as teens like to call it 🙄. My parents had met my guy once or twice before I had moved, but they took it incredibly well. My parents and I have been through a lot together and not always been in good terms... but I loved them, and I wanted to make them proud. This was definitely not going to make them proud. I stressed for a few weeks on how to tell my mom. I wanted to send her a cute little announcement box to let her know, but she called a few days later and I knew the inevitable conversation was going to come up. I told her and waited for her to sigh and tell me that things are going to be hell of a lot harder... or that I knew better and should have listened to her, but it never came. My mom has walked me through my pregnancy and moving around in life.... she has been there when I thought that even she couldn't love me.
Today we were talking on the phone and I told her I had been terrified to tell her that I was pregnant and why I'd been so scared. She told me that her and my dad were both there to love, protect and guide me through it. They weren't there to judge me and be angry with the choices that I had made. She even told me a big secret, my mom (a very very very Christian woman) had been pregnant before she got married also but she was 23 and not 18... she didn't say anything with scorn either, but was full of love as she said it. Now I'm 25 weeks pregnant and my mom and I talk weekly if not more.... you can recover from pain and tragedy, it just takes time.
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