May 01, 2009 - comments
So this is a totally true story.
Let's rewind to a few weeks ago. My mother's good friend Barb is 26 years old. They teach together. Barb has a little sister who is my age (22). They all go out to the bar and drink about once a week. Nothing crazy, just grabbing a beer after work. The little sister drinks a little more than they do. She also smokes at the bar.
3 days ago, Mary (the little sister) went to the ER because she was having bad cramps and thought she might have appendicitis. She called Barb on her way there. Barb met her there, they got her in and made her take a pee test. They always do. They came back about 20 minutes later saying they couldn't give her anything because *drum roll* she was pregnant. BIG SHOCKER.
Now, you think that's bad? 2 hours later, she gave birth to a healthy 7lb baby boy. Fully developed. They told her that she had been pregnant the whole time.
How do you not know that you're pregnant? I understand not having a period (she's a bigger gal and has had trouble with that a lot). I understand overlooking mood swings and even bigger boobs. But wouldn't you fell that baby moving around?
I just don't get it. So then she got the joyous job of telling her parents (who, by the way are pastors and under the impression that she was a virgin) that not only was she NOT a virgin, but they now had a grandson. I felt really bad for her.
She's a good girl, she really is. And I can't imagine what she's going through right now. Nothing's been decided on whether or not she'll keep the baby.
I just wanted to write about that. It was crazy to me.
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