Telling Matt's Parents...

If you thought while reading that telling my parents was hard... well telling Matt's parent's was no breeze.

As with telling all the parents I was trembling without a doubt on the edge of my nerves and my chest was hurting from the stress of the day. Matt's parents had met me... how many times, uhm... once? twice? Oh Lord, I don't even know. Not enough times for me to be going to tell them that I am pregnant, I don't know these people, these people are going to think I'm a tramp and then my feminist side kicked in... what about THEIR SON! He is the tramp, I mean... no he's not. YEAH HUH! He got you pregnant... but... you helped! Oh gezz, Oh gracious. I cannot do this. What will they think, what will they say? What will they... Matt interrupts my thoughts, "Dad's going to say it like this, I told you if you didn't keep it up than this was going to happen." Ha! That's actually kind of funny, so there goes your excuse! IT WAS HIM! Oh whatever it was both of us. Again, "Mom.. I don't know what she will do, or say." His mom... oh gezz I forgot about her for a second. In my mind I am now sizing her up... what is she like, will she yell? Will she cry? WHAT!

The car ride over was exhausting! I mean I didn't get in the door and I felt my face getting hot, I felt the sting of tears in my eyes. Matt calls them into the kitchen and we stand there for a few seconds. I look uncomfortable, I am trying not to fidget. Matt looks up as if this is too much for him. My mind immediately races. Reading for the anger, and he tells them, "Well she is pregnant and I mean she is young so the likely hood of a miscarriage is low, very low in fact. So we're having a baby." Its out he said it... here it comes!

His dad looks up with disappointment in his eyes... not again. I cannot handle it, disappointment, no anger? Yell, scream, anything but this again! & He says, "Well son I told you..." Before he even gets it out, Matt looks at me through all this with a smirk. A smirk that says, I told you so! "that if you didn't keep it up this was going to happen. & there it is, Matt summed his dad up to a T. I haven't even look at his mother, but when I do, I wish that I didn't. She is standing there, mouth agape staring at me... looking for a response I guess. I think... I am all out of responses lady, its been a long day. But when our eyes connect she starts to cry and she walks over and hugs me. I hold back the tears that have been threatening to show themselves since we walked through the door and just like that, all the parents know. I can now sigh in relief that it is over. The hard part anyways... or at least so I think.