And then of course, that most ridiculous; "How did that happen?" If only a dollar for every time that question has dribbled out. Well duh.
Okay; a couple of those little pills were missed due to shift work. Now to deal with a future that had stamped itself on me, on us. I really wasn't in my time of the relationship universe for moving in under the one roof and playing Dad. My girlfriend the same for her own reasons. Due to her earlier knowledge she'd had a bit of time to digest and ponder her future actions. I was on the hop, a bit dumbstruck, not overjoyed and a bit panicky. I also resented like crazy, the loss of choice as to when and with whom I became a Dad,if I became a Dad at all. That sounds mean, but that's how I felt.
I wondered if maybe it was not such an accident, didn't really think so and said nothing. I'm ashamed to say abortion was raised by me but quickly dismissed. Convenient maybe, but it just didn't seem right, someone was alive in there, even if miniscule. My girlfriends biological clock, I suspect, was also ticking. The die was cast.
And so the beginning. Breaking the news to families, morning sickness and some ante natal classes. It was a difficult time in many ways and not as enjoyable as it should have been. We were not moving in together despite my known "do the right thing" streak. Things were never the same again. Speaking of ante natal classes.......