Every mother remembers the moment they found out they were pregnant.
Some from the comfort of their home, others from the comfort of their local grocery store’s bathroom handicapped stall. I was the latter.
WHAT THE HELL?! How could I be pregnant? I wasn’t married, I was in a fairly new relationship, I was previously known as the Hard Liquor Harlot. Did I even want kids? I did what any reasonable person would do. I called my best friend, she brought over the 2 P’s, a frozen pizza and another pregnancy test. After the 2nd confirmed pregnancy test, I had immediate anxiety.