2008 Woodie Awards
Pregnancy brings new beginnings
Kaitlin Barr
Issue date: 2/15/07 Section: Perspectives
To most people, turning 21 is one of the biggest milestones of their lives. A lot of times, you'll hear of their interesting and sometimes hilarious occurrences about that specific night.
They may say how they drank the night away and how, without their camera and the pictures from the night, they may never have remembered some of the events that occurred throughout the evening.
Like I said before, that's most people's accounts with their 21st birthdays. Mine was kind of the same as everyone else's, in the aspect that I was throwing-up the next day.
I was throwing-up, though, not because I was hung-over, but because I was a month pregnant.
Three weeks before my 21st birthday, I found out I was pregnant.
One careless night with no protection with my boyfriend of two years, and even though I was on birth control, I somehow became pregnant.
Lots of girls I graduated with from my Catholic high-school have had babies already, and yes, I looked down on their situations when I found out. I always felt as though they were stupid for not using protection, even if it was one time.
And yet, here I am; look at me now.
I'd never been so scared in my entire life.
I paced my newly moved into room, hysterically cried for hours, almost to the point of hyperventilating. I searched for answers as to how it happened; but why was I doing that? I knew how it happened and I knew the exact night it happened.
One night without protection; but that's beside the fact now. I had been on anti-biotics earlier in the month but never thought twice about it; I guess I should have.
How the heck did this happen to me? I just transferred to a brand new school, starting out my junior year of college, three weeks away from turning 21 and yet, in a single moment, my entire world was turned upside down.
Not only was I scared for myself, but I didn't know how I was going to tell my couple-of-days-away from being 22-years-old, senior-in-college boyfriend. Happy birthday I guess…
They may say how they drank the night away and how, without their camera and the pictures from the night, they may never have remembered some of the events that occurred throughout the evening.
Like I said before, that's most people's accounts with their 21st birthdays. Mine was kind of the same as everyone else's, in the aspect that I was throwing-up the next day.
I was throwing-up, though, not because I was hung-over, but because I was a month pregnant.
Three weeks before my 21st birthday, I found out I was pregnant.
One careless night with no protection with my boyfriend of two years, and even though I was on birth control, I somehow became pregnant.
Lots of girls I graduated with from my Catholic high-school have had babies already, and yes, I looked down on their situations when I found out. I always felt as though they were stupid for not using protection, even if it was one time.
And yet, here I am; look at me now.
I'd never been so scared in my entire life.
I paced my newly moved into room, hysterically cried for hours, almost to the point of hyperventilating. I searched for answers as to how it happened; but why was I doing that? I knew how it happened and I knew the exact night it happened.
One night without protection; but that's beside the fact now. I had been on anti-biotics earlier in the month but never thought twice about it; I guess I should have.
How the heck did this happen to me? I just transferred to a brand new school, starting out my junior year of college, three weeks away from turning 21 and yet, in a single moment, my entire world was turned upside down.
Not only was I scared for myself, but I didn't know how I was going to tell my couple-of-days-away from being 22-years-old, senior-in-college boyfriend. Happy birthday I guess…
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Lisa Whitlock
posted 2/22/07 @ 11:22 AM EST
I am one of Kate's best friends from home and I would just like her to know how very proud I am of her for the decisions she has made thus far as well as for writing this beautifully crafted piece. (Continued…)
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