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Finding out you are pregnant!
I never thought it could happen to me. I thought I was invincible. Those were my exact feelings when I found out I was pregnant.
Back on September 19, 2009, (sixteen years old) I was going to a party some friends were having. There was alcohol at the party and I remember something in the back of my mind reminding me my period was a week late. I ‘knew’ I wasn’t pregnant but just to make myself feel better I wanted to take a pregnancy test. So I sat in the Walgreens bathroom peeing on a stick. I didn’t believe the first pregnancy test when it showed up positive, so I decided I needed to take another one. Positive.
I called Zach (we had only been dating for 2 months). He picked me up and I had no idea how to tell him. So I showed him the two pregnancy tests I had just taken. “Oh s***,” was the only thing that came out of his mouth until we got to the house (about a half hour drive). We started talking about our options. He told me he would support me on anything I wanted to do, whether it was keeping the baby, adoption or abortion. I kept telling him IF I’m pregnant I couldn’t get an abortion. He finally tells me, “You ARE pregnant Nat.” Still couldn’t believe it so I took 3 more pregnancy tests. The last one I took was at Planned Parenthood (where they didn’t forget to mention, “You know we have free birth control.” Ya, thanks, like that will help now!) Funny thing, they were clearly all positive. Reality started to set in and I was terrified. Still couldn’t completely grasp the whole concept but understood that some weird thing was growing inside of me. And I needed to grow up.