My Story

December 3rd, 2010 I met Jason at a basketball game at my school. Jason and I had talked on and off online (very common these days)  for about a year or more, but never got around to spending any time together. I always thought he lived too far away for me to see him more than just once in a while, so I stuck to dating other guys. But last month, I decided to just go for it. Our first kiss led to our relationship.

Not long into dating Jason did I realize that he was too kind and too gentle for me. But then I thought...Is there such thing as too kind...or too gentle? There was no way. So I stuck with him.

When I found out I was pregnant by Jason, I showed no emotion. If anything, I laughed off my fear. I never actually thought I'd be a teen mom. I always thought I would wait to have a child, but mistakes do happen. And a mistake is not a mistake unless you don't learn something from it (kudos to Jessica on that quote). I prepared for the worst, though.

As soon as I saw those two pink lines on the pregnancy test, I texted Sam's mom: "Tell Sam to call me ASAP. It's urgent." And wouldn't you know? She called me right away. She came over later and we decided I would wait to tell my mom for a few days or a week. That plan quickly changed.

My mom, her boyfriend Mike, Sam, my sister Haley, her friend Brandi, and me were playing the game "Things", I told my mom. The point of the game is to have a person read a card that may say for example: "Things that make you feel uncomfortable" (This was what the card read at this moment). I wrote on my sheet of paper what made me feel most uncomfortable. I wrote: "Being 17 and pregnant and not being able to tell my mom because I'm afraid she will just yell at me." My mom read the slip of paper, and I don't think she believed me..but I made it clear I was serious. Sam looked at me in awe. She had no clue I had the guts to tell my mom I was pregnant the same day I found out. And honestly, neither did I.

But here I am. 17 years old and 6 weeks pregnant. This is my story.