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We found that telling everybody separately was easier than hosting a giant party. They were all happy for us. But we had yet to tell my mother. Mostly because I was a coward. She would definietely NOT be impressed with my choices. But she would have to either live with it, or disown me. Her choice.
It must have been pretty obvious that I was worried, because Wes squeezed my hand reassuringly, and whispered in my ear, "No matter what happens in there, we still have each other, and all of our friends, my family. Don't be stressed. It's not good for you or the baby."
True enough. I didn't want to put our baby at risk, so I tried slightly succeeded at calming myself. I knocked on my mother's door. Waiting for her to answer. Seeing that I didn't live here anymore, I didn't feel that I could just walk in.
She answered the door within seconds, smiling at the sight of me, bringing me in for a hug. Inviting us inside, she took her place on the couch, motioning for us to do the same. I sat next to Wes on the love seat. My mother was finally warming up to Wes, and was trying not to judge, knowing he lost his mother.
"Mom, we have something important to tell you. But just hear me out, okay? I don't want you…" I was cut off by her excitedly jabbering about a wedding.
"Oh you two are getting married?" She continued on without waiting for a reply. "That's just so great! I…" I had to cut her off.
"Mom, that's not what we were going to tell you. Mom… I'm pregnant." I said, letting the words gush out of my mouth.
She looked at me. Just looking. There was no anger or happiness in her eyes. "Very funny joke, sweetie." She said, smiling. I sighed.
", she isn't joking. She is truly pregnant." Wes said, squeezing my hand.
For a moment, my mom's mouth hung open, but, remembering her manners, she quickly shut it. "Oh, yes. Well, you are responsible young adults. I'm sure you can handle this. But I don't see how you will be able to finish college, Macy. I am very disappointed. You still have the option of abortion…" I cut her off before she could go any farther.
"Mom! I am not killing a defenseless baby!" I almost yelled. "Besides, Wes is doing very well with his welding, and Wish Catering is doing extremely well, and our paychecks are quite large. If I need to, I can take on another job. When the baby is old enough to go to daycare, I can finish college." I explained our plan to her, and she listened, much to my surprise.
She nodded, and told me she was happy for me. Her tone suggested different, but at least she was trying. We left. I wasn't extremely disappointed, but I wasn't extremely happy, either. But it was the best I could imagine it being.
"Well, that was…" Wes tried to search for the right word, but obviously there wasn't one that fit the encounter we just had.
"Interesting. We'll put it at that." I said, smiling. My mother was a character. That was for sure.