meeting you
Assignment: Narrative Essay
Meeting You
My heart stopped as time froze around me, so many thoughts running through my mind it felt as though I was dizzy. I sat there on the couch silent, my head in my knees, thinking how am I going to do this. I was struggling to regain my composure. After three boxes which makes nine tests, nine positives that cannot be an error. How will I tell my family? How will I tell my boyfriend of four years? I chuckle to myself, who am I kidding he'll run the first chance he gets. This is it. There are going to be a lot of changes and fast. I'm going to be a mother.
Anticipation is killing me as I drive to the doctor. As I am sitting in the waiting room, I can not help but notice all the expecting mothers with their significant others. I must admit that it was a sharp blow to my already not so high self esteem. Brigitte Sills, the nurse calls my name. Waiting in the cold room for the doctor my mind starts to wander again. How far along will I be? Surely not to far I have gained no weight. In fact I am not even craving foods. Knock knock and “how are we doing today?” she asks. My reply “I am well”. As I lie on the table petroleum jelly on my stomach, her moving the tool around I start to hear something. What is that? I ask. That is her heart beat she replies. HER I say quite surprised. I thought you could not tell the sex until around the third month? Yes that is correct dear said the doctor. You are nearly four months along. With those words my heart sank. I take a longer look at the pictures printed off for me and I can see arms and legs, a head all kind of misshapen but there you were. My little girl. A person who though not here yet still needing and depending on me.
I think to myself wow it's like I am only going to be pregnant for five months. I have to get on the ball, I must tell my family and of course my boyfriend. When I told my family they were more supportive than I thought they would be, and when I told my boyfriend,
Meeting You
My heart stopped as time froze around me, so many thoughts running through my mind it felt as though I was dizzy. I sat there on the couch silent, my head in my knees, thinking how am I going to do this. I was struggling to regain my composure. After three boxes which makes nine tests, nine positives that cannot be an error. How will I tell my family? How will I tell my boyfriend of four years? I chuckle to myself, who am I kidding he'll run the first chance he gets. This is it. There are going to be a lot of changes and fast. I'm going to be a mother.
Anticipation is killing me as I drive to the doctor. As I am sitting in the waiting room, I can not help but notice all the expecting mothers with their significant others. I must admit that it was a sharp blow to my already not so high self esteem. Brigitte Sills, the nurse calls my name. Waiting in the cold room for the doctor my mind starts to wander again. How far along will I be? Surely not to far I have gained no weight. In fact I am not even craving foods. Knock knock and “how are we doing today?” she asks. My reply “I am well”. As I lie on the table petroleum jelly on my stomach, her moving the tool around I start to hear something. What is that? I ask. That is her heart beat she replies. HER I say quite surprised. I thought you could not tell the sex until around the third month? Yes that is correct dear said the doctor. You are nearly four months along. With those words my heart sank. I take a longer look at the pictures printed off for me and I can see arms and legs, a head all kind of misshapen but there you were. My little girl. A person who though not here yet still needing and depending on me.
I think to myself wow it's like I am only going to be pregnant for five months. I have to get on the ball, I must tell my family and of course my boyfriend. When I told my family they were more supportive than I thought they would be, and when I told my boyfriend,