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This post is Part Three of a true story. A story about Adam and I getting pregnant before marriage and how it has made our life together complicated, painful, wonderful and FULL of surprises. A story of how love can grow in even the most unlikely situations. If you haven’t already, you can read Part One here and Part Two here.

In Part two I talked about how Adam and I were dealing with our unexpected pregnancy and I think I left off at the part where his parents came up from Atlanta to offer their support and meet my parents.  I guess you can imagine that the mood wasn’t exactly celebratory.  No one was slapping Adam on the back, and no one was saying congratulations.  Adam was a full time student, I had just dropped out of college and I was working at a clothing store.  We weren’t ready to define our relationship let alone become parents together.

I guess it this had happened back in like 1955 I would have been shipped off to some convent and forced to give the baby up for adoption.  Actually my mom did tell me just last year that she thought she was going to have to raise Addison.  That should give you an idea of just how hard I was working to make my mom and dad proud. (dripping with sarcasm)

So anyway when Adam’s parents got to my parents house we all sat down in the living room to talk.  My mom and dad were upset, but I remember my dad saying he hoped that everything worked out and they welcomed Adam as a part of our family.  However, my parents also were  pretty adamant that they didn’t think we should rush into marriage.  His parents originally thought getting married would be the best thing for us, but I think that they quickly began to see that we could make this work and they agreed that we should take things slow.

So after we all began to feel more comfortable we started to allow ourselves to get excited.  We were going to have a baby and married or not babies are a blessing from God.  I still believe that today.

I know now that because I was the one with the baby growing inside of me it was easier for me to cope.  I was able to feel her move and kick and I could feel her little hiccups.  It has been easier for me from the very first day.  I immediately loved this baby who would one day become my long legged Addison who loves to have her hair straightened and her toes painted.  I felt like I was finally doing what I had been put on this earth to do.  I had direction, and I had a purpose.  I believe that although the timing felt wrong to us at the time, Addison was a gift from God in His perfect time.

I decided to move back into my parents house so I could take better care of myself. They has a nice big clean house that actually had food in the pantry and milk and veggies in the fridge.  My pregnancy went by pretty fast because I was almost into my 2nd trimester when we found out.

We spent Thanksgiving with Adam’s family in Georgia and I met his extended family.  That was fun and I fit in pretty well, but it was awkward for me at first.  I was all “Hey ya’ll I’m Adam’s knocked up girlfriend from Tennessee”.  Hehehe not really.  Actually they welcomed me with open arms and my family did the same for Adam.  Their were no harsh words and it was awesome to have all of the support.

Support has been a recurring theme in our lives from the very beginning.  My aunts and coworkers gave me baby showers and Adam’s parents threw an awesome shower for us in Atlanta.  No amount of thank you notes could suffice for the outpouring of generosity we experienced from both sides.  We had all of the baby things and all we needed was our baby girl.

She finally graced us with her presence on April 27th, 2001.  She gave us a scare and spent 6 days in the NICU, but we finally brought her home and started actually being someone’s parents.  Adam had moved into my parents house while I was pregnant so he could finish school and so we could all be together.  Because no matter what was happening, we knew that it was better when we were together.

I think I will wrap up Part 3 on that note.  Check back for Part 4 soon!  The picture I chose for this post makes me laugh at myself.  If you look at the date it was the day before I gave birth.  I was swollen and miserable by then and so ready to have Addison.  My nose had grown to 3 times it’s normal size and I am pretty sure that is a forced smile.  It’s hard to smile when your face feels tight from being so swollen.  I look thrilled!

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