History

My boyfriend (DD) and I met in January of 2013 and we were officially dating by February.  He lives 2 hours away by car, 3.5 hours away by train/bus.  It's not ideal, but it works.  Until now.

Shortly before New Years I found out I was pregnant.  I took a test on the night of the 26th, fully expecting it to be negative.  So sure, in fact, that I had bought 2 tests from....the Dollar Store.  I didn't want to bother wasting money on expensive tests because I was so sure it was negative.  I had been on the pill for years.  It was positive.  Another test Friday morning was also positive.  Well shit.  Had no idea how DD would react.  He has no kids, and is basically a big kid himself. It took him 8 months to even tell me he loved me.  I went and picked him up that night, as we were doing our late Christmas together.  He loved my gifts for him and while I was trying to be excited about the soft air gun he got me, he knew something was up.  He asked me what he did, and I laughed and said no, it was nothing he did...so he said 'ok, what did *you* do?' and I laughed again and said it was more along the lines of something *we* did.  Blank look for about 15 seconds and then suddenly 'Noooo (disbelief) you're pregnant?'  Yep, sure am.  His first question?  'I thought you were on the pill?'  Yeah, so did I.  The rest of the night went something like this:

(After a half hour or so of it sinking in)

DD: I'm gonna be a Dad?  (Disbelief again)
Me:  Sure looks that way

(15 mins later)

DD:  I'm gonna be a Dad.  (Not so much of a question now, getting more towards it being a statement)
Me:  Yep..

(Few more minutes goes by, with some idle chit chat, questions etc, and then...)

DD: (who turns to me very suddenly and surprises both of us by suddenly yelling..)  DIBS ON THE NAME!!!

Me: No, you can't do that!

My mistake, apparently he *can*

Anyhow, after numerous funny and serious talks, we were on board.  Both fairly terrified...after all, my youngest had just turned 13, while my oldest was 16.  Starting over with an infant?  I had always wanted more children but over the years had gradually accepted it wasn't going to happen and was learning to enjoy my freedom instead of mourning it.  I made an appt with the nurse at my Doctor's office, who confirmed that, yes, I was pregnant.  Apparently due to a round of antibiotics, my pill was no longer effective.  So there you go, take note of that...antibiotics + the pill = pregnancy!