FAMILY COMES TOGETHER IN TIMES OF TRIALS

Once I found out that my child’s father was not going to be a part of his life and that I was going to be doing it on my own. I knew the next step in this process was telling my parents that I was going to be having a baby. I knew that they were going to be disappointed in me, but I also knew that they would love me and support me no matter what situation I was faced with.

I had went to my mom’s house first and I was sitting on the couch waiting for her to come home from work. When she walked in the door she was so excited to see me because I didn’t go over there very often as I was living my “wild life” when I thought drinking and partying were all that mattered, even though now circumstances had changed. I told her that I needed to talk to her about something, and I remember the look on her face when she sat down beside me on the couch. I told her that I was pregnant. She of course started crying, and there were not many words said. She walked upstairs and had to go outside for a few minutes and then she came back in and she sat down beside me and she asked me what I was going to do. I told her that I was going to keep the baby, she asked me if the child’s father was going to be involved and I told her no. She immediately started asking me if I knew how hard it was going to be to be a single mom. I told her that I knew it was going to be challenging but that there was no way I was giving up this baby. She hugged me, and told me that she loved me and that she would be there to support me every step of the way. While I know she was disappointed, knowing that I had her support is what meant the most.

While, I was dreading telling my mom as I thought she would be the one to react worse than my dad , I ended up having to tell my dad as well. I went over to my dad’s house to celebrate my step-sister’s birthday. After dinner I remember we were all sitting in the living room and I told my dad that I needed to tell him something, he looked at me and said what? I told him that I was pregnant. He immediately started to cry and we literally sat in awkward silence for 2 hours with him not saying anything other than “how did this happen” and then asking me how I was going to be able to make it on my own. I told him that I had no clue how I was going to do it, but that I was and that I would do whatever I had to do to make sure that my baby had the life that he deserved. There was not much communication with my dad for several weeks after I had told him the news, I knew he was very disappointed in me, but I also knew that eventually he would come around because this was something that I was going to do and nothing was going to change that. When I had my first ultrasound and they gave me pictures of this tiny little baby. I remember going to my dad’s office and showing him the picture and at that point he hugged me so tight and told me how proud he was and how much he loved me, and how much he loved his grandchild.