Fast forward through 9 months of our relationship to October 2013. We took a spur of the moment trip to Vegas. Both of our best friends came, and we were so excited to just hangout and be reckless the whole time. Prior to leaving, I was 10 days late. I took 2 pregnancy tests and they both came back negative! My period was late the month before, so I just figured it was late again because of that. 


For the duration of the entire trip, I had a funny feeling that I just couldn't shake. Anytime I would even think about taking a drink, I just felt terrible and guilty. I felt overly bloated and I could't even fit into the new clothes I just bought. I told my best friend what was going on and she insisted that I take a test! I didn't want to ruin the trip for anyone else, so I promised to take one when I got home. I mean, I had just taken a test and it came back negative. There was absolutely no chance that I was pregnant, I thought maybe my period was just off.

We got home on a Sunday and I still just wasn't feeling right. I went to school the next day, October 28th, 2013. I went tanning after school like usual and just didn't feel right about being in the tanning bed. I immediately got out and headed home.  On my way home, I stopped at the store for another box of pregnancy tests. When I got home, I went to the bathroom and took one of the tests. Waiting for the results felt like forever, the anticipation was so much different this time. I sat and played Plants vs Zombies while I waited. Yes, I am THAT girl. I glanced over at the test with a sigh of relief. "Not Pregnant" whew, I dodged a bullet on that one! WAIT! I glanced back over, and realized it actually just said "Pregnant." I didn't even know what to think or do in that moment. I was completely shocked.

I left the positive pregnancy test sitting on the bathroom counter, and called for Joshua to come upstairs. He kept asking what I had wanted, but all I could saying was "baby, just please come here!" He finally came upstairs. I pointed to the test on the bathroom counter and walked away. I was so worried about what he was going to say. He walked into our

room & said "really?" He thought that I was joking around with him! That night he went ProKarting with his dad, brothers & a friend. When he left he still hadn't really said much about what was going on. I finally, I got a text that said, "I thought about it and I could only think of more positives of having a child than negatives." I was so relieved, I didn't think I was ready for a baby, but I knew that I would never be able to give it up! Thinking about it, that was probably the worst possible way I could have told him that we were expecting. OOPS!

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