I found out I was pregnant on my lunch break, in a supermarket bathroom. I tucked the test into my coat pocket and walked back to school for my next class totally numb. I kid you not, my next class was Biology, in which we debated the ethics of abortion. Usually, I love a good ethics debate, but I just sat there, pale, and shaking until I could leave.
My mum used to pick me and my sister up from school, as she coincidentally happened to drive past the high school as we came out, on her way home from work.
I got in the car, terrified. Utterly terrified.
I have an amazing relationship with my mum and I always have – she’s my best friend. There was no reason for me to be scared of telling her, but I was.
Sat down, she looked at me and said “Guess who’s having babies?!”
I felt my heart miss a beat. In my head, I was screaming, “ME!! I’M HAVING A BABY”
She meant my cat. My cat went into labour and was currently having kittens. Not how I took it!
I went to my room as soon as we got home, and watched my cat birth the last four of her six kittens, while contemplating the reality of my situation.
My mum came in at 2am after noticing my light was still on. She asked me what was wrong, telling me I looked glum.