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See, everyone? You can still get pregnant, even your first time.
But then again, birth control isn't foolproof, and it would just be typical for it to fail for me.
When Dr. Owens finally pulls out the ultrasound sensor, I'm more than ready to get dressed and flee the office. He hands me pamphlets detailing the first trimester of pregnancy as well as the available options, finally releasing us from the room.
Stepping out into the hallway, Tyler releases a heavy sigh.
“Hearing it confirmed from a doctor is surreal,” he shares as we stop outside the door.
I intend to respond, agreeing with him, but all that escapes my lips is a choked sob.
“Oh, sweetheart,” Tyler murmurs, enfolding me in his arms. His embrace offers comfort amid the overwhelming tide of emotions.
“You're going to be an incredible mother,” he assures me, drawing back to cradle my tear-streaked face in his hands. “And I'll be right here beside you every step of the way.”
His words only make my cries worse, not because I’m more scared, but because I truly believe him. If there’s anyone I’d want to go through a surprise pregnancy with, it’s Tyler.
There’s so much to think about now that we have a baby on the way. Where will we live? What’s work going to be like? Name ideas, parenting styles, and what I’m going to tell my dad are all questions that fill my mind.
Nine months doesn’t seem like nearly enough time to prepare for a baby. I have an even shorter amount of time to figure out what to say to my father. I’m going to start showing in a few months, and I must tell him before then.
The clock is ticking.
It’s a conversation I’m not looking forward to.
Getting back to Tyler’s apartment, I make a beeline for the couch, collapsing onto it. I don’t feel like moving for the rest of the day. My mind races as I imagine what it’s going to mean to bring a child into this world.
“Whatever you’re thinking, you can go ahead and share it with me,” Tyler says as he collapses onto the couch with me, dragging me into his arms, so I’m settled between his legs with my back to his chest.
“I’m thinking about this baby,” I begin, working up the courage to ask my next question. “Where are we going to live?”
“Right here is an option. But if you don’t want to do that, we can start looking for a new place,” he informs me easily. The idea of living with Tyler makes me feel slightly more excited than scared.
“Here is more than fine,” I tell him, unable to hide my smile.
“What about work? I’m more than capable of supporting you if you’d like to stop for a bit,” Tyler offers, and the question gives me pause.
I never imagined I’d be a stay-at-home mom. I enjoy teaching too much. But with a child on the way, maybe taking an extended break would be for the best. I could always go back to teaching in the future.
“I’ll finish out the school year. Maybe I could take the next year off. But can we decide closer to the end of the school year?” I ask, knowing I want to think about the question some.
“Of course,” Tyler answers from behind me, his hands having found a spot resting on my stomach.
“Also,” I start, knowing how dreaded this topic of conversation is, “we won’t just have to tell my dad about us dating now.”
Tyler lets out a deep sigh.
“It probably would have been better to tell him we were seeing each other ages ago. At least you being pregnant wouldn’t seem so out of the blue.”
I agree. It’s ironic how worried we were about telling him about our relationship and kept putting it off. And now, we have to tell him that I’m pregnant.
We’ve somehow just kept digging ourselves deeper and deeper into this hole. It’s only working to increase my stress, which I know isn’t good for the baby.
“Yeah,” I tell him dryly, already feeling as though tears are rising back into my eyes at the thought of the disappointment my dad will feel for me. “I’m . . . I’m really scared, Tyler.”
With that, a small sob escapes my lips, and I chastise myself, having hoped I would be done with the tears by now.
“Let it out, gorgeous,” Tyler tells me, pulling me tighter against his chest as he rests his lips against my temple, pressing soft kisses to the area.
