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Swistle asked everyone how they found out they were pregnant. Allow me to share.
As a lot of you know, I was only 17 when I got pregnant with Eeyore. Cleatus and I had been dating for a year and we didn’t really use protection. I mean why? Whats wrong with having a baby, right? We were young and dumb. (Thank God. I wouldn’t trade my Eeyore for anything.)
There were many months when I thought I was pregnant. I smoked, but then I’d start thinking that I was pregnant and I’d quit smoking for a few days until my period showed up. EVERY SINGLE MONTH I thought I was late. (Turns out my cycle is just longer than normal.)
And then, one month, I just knew. I told Cleatus that I had something important to tell him at the end of the week. He didn’t know what to expect and asked my mom if she had any idea what it might be. She didn’t, but did ask him if I could be pregnant. He told her he didn’t think so. I went and bought a test one night and, for once in my life, was patient enough to wait until the next morning so I could use my first pee. Cleatus was working. I took the test in my parents’ basement bathroom because my dad was upstairs. It was positive.
I knew it would be. I was so happy.
I grabbed the phone and paced around the basement and turned the phone on to call Cleatus. Then I turned it off. Then I turned it on. Rinse and repeat for a long damn time.
Finally, I picked up my best friend, told her the news, and we drove out to Cleatus’s work to meet him for lunch. As he was walking out I skipped across the parking lot to him and said “I’M PREGNANT!”
When Cleatus got off work we immediately went out to Target and bought a car seat and a baby bath. Then we had to hide them in my closet until we told my parents. We were dumb.
With Cindy-Lu it was a bit different. We had been talking about having another baby for a long time. And by talking I totally mean I had been begging him and he had been saying “ARE YOU FUCKING NUTS?” Finally my persistence paid off and he agreed.
We had sex a couple times without protection and then I changed my mind. I was so nervous about daycare and finances and all that, so we decided to wait. That was March.
On April 23, 2004 I was going on a trip to the ocean with three girls from work (one of whom was my mother-in-law) and we had big plans. It was all girls and we were gonna party. Lots of booze, lots of smoking, lots of sun, lots of fun. We could not wait.
Cleatus knew I would be drunk the entire week I was gone and so he asked me to test before I left. Just to be safe. I agreed, even though I wasn’t due to have my period for at least another week. I worked at a doctor’s office, so on April 21 I just grabbed one of their tests in the middle of the day and went and peed on it. I came out, wandered into my office with it in my hand and looked down at it. There was a VERY FAINT second line. I stared and stared not comprehending what it meant. I called the lab tech in to the room to take a look. She was also one of the girls going on vacation with me and planning to drink, drink, drink.
“Damn it, Karly!” she yelled. She was pissed. I was giddy, but the doctor ran a blood test to be sure that it wasn’t a false positive since I wasn’t even late for my period yet.
POSITIVE! I was only three weeks along, but I was pregnant!
When I got off work I picked Eeyore up from his great grandparents house and we went home and he called his Daddy at work. “Daddy? Mommy has a baby in her belly,” he told Cleatus. I can just imagine Cleatus’s face.
I still went on my trip and I still had a blast. I didn’t get to drink, though. Damn kids.
(Check the comment section for how the ‘rents reacted!)
Leslie says:
To be sure I was pregnant with Julia, I took seven tests. Seven! Had to be sure…
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January 8th, 2008 at 2:22 pm
Jennifer says:
I’m going to post my story tomorrow per Swistle’s request.
I love your story, but am dying to know how your parents reacted!
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January 8th, 2008 at 2:52 pm
Karly says:
Jennifer,
My parents have this AWESOMELY DISAPPOINTED tone they use when they are, um, disappointed in me. KARLY, they say all disappointed like. Seriously. It is amazing. Anyway, thats what my mom did. (I told her first while my dad was still at work, because she was less scary than him.) And, after a few minutes she perked up and said “Have you thought of names yet?” Ha! Love my mom. Then I made her tell my dad for me because, again, SCARY. He didn’t so much perk up and ask for names as spend dinner in his room alone so that the disappointment in me really sunk in. He came around though, of course, and they are now the best grandparents (and parents) ever.
Cleatus and I told his parents in the middle of a movie we were all watching together. I don’t remember what the movie was because, of course, I couldn’t concentrate on it and kept kicking Cleatus and giving him a look meaning TELL THEM ALREADY THE SUSPENSE IS KILLING ME. Finally, half way through the movie, some guy said something about fatherhood and Cleatus took that as his lead. Hahaha. He just said “Yeah, I’m gonna be a father too.” That was great. His parents sent my friend (yes, I invited my friend along for the telling. Me: Immature and Dumb.) and Cleatus’s younger brother out of the room and then they lectured us forever. Again, though…got over it and good grandparents yada yada yada.
There ya have it!
January 8th, 2008 at 3:04 pm
Karly says:
Leslie…thats like 70 bucks. You are nuts. I always take an extra test when it comes back negative…but never when its positive. I’m dumb like that.
January 8th, 2008 at 3:07 pm
Shauna Loves Chocolate says:
I wanted to know how your parents reacted, too!
Thanks for sharing!
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January 8th, 2008 at 4:54 pm
Shannon says:
Oh my word! Seventeen! You’ve mentioned it before but it’s only just really sunk in now! Damn that is young! But you make it look easy! Were you still in high school?
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January 8th, 2008 at 6:10 pm
Pam says:
With Braden, I made Larry pee on a test just so I could compare a definite negative with my very faint positive. After that, my Doctor told me I was probably miscarrying because my HcG levels were low. HA! Eight months later, I guess I had a 10.3 miscarriage!! Being my third, my parents were used to the idea that I was in fact, having sex and pretty good at the being a parent thing.
Logan (1 of 3) was an “opps, I accidentally on purpose stopped taking my birth control pills” and Ian (2 of 3) was made with all the fertility drugs in the entire world and because I wanted Logan to have a sibling.
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January 8th, 2008 at 6:58 pm
Swistle says:
Wonderful fun stories! Seventeen, and you were so CASUAL about it! I love your mom’s reaction.
Swistle’s last blog post..Pregnancy Tests: How’d You Find Out?
January 8th, 2008 at 8:23 pm
Dawn says:
That faint pink line … I’d almost thrown my test away when I squinted and saw it - after I’d dumped out all my sample pee. I *willed* out enough to be able to test a second time.
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January 9th, 2008 at 7:32 pm
Jerseygirl89 says:
I will be posting about this tomorrow, I think but my story isn’t half as good as yours. Wow. 17. Wow. I can’t believe your mom was so cool. My mom wasn’t. And I was 32.
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January 9th, 2008 at 10:18 pm
nan says:
I always know I am pregnant before I miss my period because I start throwing up and turn into SuperBitch. I hate everyone. It continues for nine whole months.
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January 10th, 2008 at 12:34 pm
Karly says:
Nan…I hate everyone while I’m pregnant too, but that doesn’t usually change when I’m non-pregnant, so its hard to use that as a “symptom.”
January 10th, 2008 at 4:30 pm
nan says:
Heh heh! I knew I was pregnant with number 3 when number 2 came to me, put his sweet hands on my cheeks and said “mummy, I yuv you!” and I said “ICK! GO AND WASH YOUR HANDS! GO AWAY!” He wasn’t even dirty, poor lamb. He had it so hard that pregnancy, I think I yelled at him all day every day. Obviously traumatized him for life, he just doesn’t realise it yet!
The very first pictures after Max was born show Sam glaring at him as if to say “I HATE YOU!”
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January 10th, 2008 at 5:12 pm