For a girl who has always had irregular periods, being a few days late here or there was never really an issue. But after being over a week late, I began to wonder…

So I sent my boyfriend to the store to get a test. Although I sent him, I had already got that ‘oh no not me’ mentality… So after taking the first test, I didn’t believe it and sent him to the store to get more. He came back with 3… I took another, waited…. It was positive… Still not believing it, I took the last 2… Both came up positive. I walked into my room with all 4 positive tests in hand and gave them to my boyfriend. His response? “Wow… This is cool!” He is extremely happy. I, on the other hand, began to cry, had a panic attack, and wasn’t able to breath.

After I calmed down, I still didn’t believe it. I can’t believe I’m pregnant… What about school? Work? How am I going to do this? Make a future for a baby when I haven’t even created one for myself yet…? But I’ve told myself that I can do this, I’m going to do this! Not that it’s going to be easy, but I’m determined to make this work.

What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger, right??