Nice to Meet You

Hello. I figured that a good way to start this blog would be to tell you a little bit about myself. I used to be this shy, introverted girl in high school. I got straight A’s, participated in school sanctioned events, and never partied or really did much of anything with friends. Then I started dating Dave.

We actually met in our 9th grade global history class. He had a crush on me, but I was asked out by someone else before he got up the nerve to do it. Throughout the first three years of high school we really didn’t see much of each other. As seniors though, our paths crossed again. We began to date and I began to stay out until the wee hours of the morning, skip school (hey, I still kept the straight A’s), and go to parties.

While David brought me out of my shell, I calmed him down a bit. Once we began dating, he stopped partying as often as he used to. We found each other and created a perfect balance. I spent nearly every waking moment with Dave. I would stay at his house until 2 o’clock in the morning just sitting up and talking. My mom, who is pretty laid back most of the time, began to get annoyed with the amount of time I devoted to my boyfriend.

Senior year passed in a blur and I wasn’t ready to go away to school. I couldn’t leave my family behind, and I had no idea what I wanted to study. So, I enrolled in community college and got my own apartment. Ok, my parents were paying for the apartment. I was spoiled. Anyway, of course Dave was going to the same school.

To make a long story short, we wound up living together, against my parent’s will. Over the next year we went to school, got mono, partied a little and basically did what any college students with their own apartment would do. I dropped out of community college and went to a tech school to learn television and video production. Less than two months into that program I realized that I was pregnant.

I was terrified at first. I had no idea what my parents were going to say. Their smart, responsible daughter had not only dropped out of college and moved in with her boyfriend, but now she was knocked up. I thought they would see me as a screw-up. To make matters worse, they are divorced and remarried, so I had to face the thought of telling two separate sets of parents.

I started with my mom. I went to see her at work (she is a teacher). We took a walk around the building. At first she was very serious as she told me what my options were. I think she knew that adoption wasn’t for me, and I am pretty sure it wasn’t even mentioned. I told her that I could never get an abortion. Suddenly a grin spread across her face as the realization that she was going to be a grandma sunk in.

When I told my stepfather later that afternoon, he actually did a little happy dance.

“Please tell me that Dave isn’t the father and that this was an immaculate conception.” He joked.

My dad and stepmom also took the news well. Basically everyone told me that it would be okay and that I was going to be a great mom. That was the first time that it hit me how deep parental love goes. I had gone and basically screwed up my whole future and everything they wanted for me, but they still found it in their hearts to be happy.

Everything worked out. I had love and support from my family, and from Dave throughout my pregnancy, and still today. My daughter is now almost 10 months old and she is so loved by so many people! We even live in an apartment that is attached to my grandmother’s house. We are so lucky to have such support from our families.

That was long, and maybe somewhat boring. I plan to be much more entertaining from now on, but I thought if you are going to read this, maybe you would like some background information.


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