Finding out +

So here is a short description of how I told my parentals...

1/5/11 - Happy New Year! Humm I threw up the past two days and my boobs hurt. Oh I'll buy a dollar store pregnancy test just for the hell of it. Two full minutes later ""Ring Ring" Ryan I need to see you right now! Meet me at the Dairy Queen Parking lot." As I wait for my boyfriend to show up I actually decide to take the other pregnancy test in the Dairy Queen restroom. Guess what - two lines equals pregnant. The tears come and so does my boyfriend.

Ryan suggests we get more tests because the dollar store ones may not be accurate. Well $23.40 later, a pregnancy test for dummies confirms in big letters "PREGNANT".

A total of 5 positive pregnancy tests confirms the fate of my new life.

This was a rough night, and the next day I bought a book and began to educate myself on something I planned for years much later down the road. Sitting in the living room in the home where I grew up next to the mother that gave birth to me - I could not hold in the news even for 24 hours.

"Mom, I have to tell you something. It's big and life changing....." I'm sure you see where I am going with this. Her reaction was subtle and quiet. Nothing more than a "what are you going to do?" BEFORE Daddy Scheipe walks upstairs.

NOW let me remind you, I am an only child to these two wonderful people who have been deeply and madly in love since 16 years of age, and now they are 52 finding out their 21 year old daughter is going to make them a grandparent. ((Just so you know a little background)).

"Dad...I have to tell you something...It's Big......I'm pregnant." As he wobbles and stairs blankly at the beige wall mom exclaims "GAR SIT DOWN!" before he falls over. Two minutes later he comes and sits on the couch next to me and hugs me tight, and we cry together, just my Mommy, my Daddy, and I....with a two week old zygote inside me.

We discussed my options and the tribulations we will face. I made it clear the most important thing to me is completing my degree and raising this baby healthy and happy. Mom and Dad said they support me no matter what and they love me. We talked about when we will tell the family and we all decided to take it one day at a time.

And OMG can I just say that those days at a time were HELL for the first 8 weeks? Vomiting/feeling like I'm going to barf at all times of the day is not fun. Peeing like 30 times a day and being totally EXHAUSTED. This was rough. Not to mention my crazy schedule to begin with - 18 credits in my senior year of college, babysitting 30 + hours/ week a two year old and a 6 month year old , coaching a 16 year old girls volleyball team  3 days a week, and I am the President of the West Chester Women's Volleyball Club which take about 15 hours a week. Finding time for homework is hard enough and then to add THIS on! But hey...if I can do this semester I think I totally can be a Momma.