I've been putting off posting this topic for about a week now. I just can't come up with the right words to express myself, so I'll just start............
Last Wednesday as I was sitting in my recliner watching the news, my daughter said her and her boyfriend needed to talk to me. (Note: This is never a good sign). I asked my wife what was going on. All she said was..."They need to tell you". Now I ask her WTF is it and how long have you known about it.
The daughter and her boyfriend come into the living room as I go to the kitchen to get some coffee. The daughter starts crying as I ask her what's going on. The she says...
"On my birthday, Nick and I had sex and I'm pregnant"
Kicker: She's 16 years old!
Lucky thing for Nick: My brain never processed any words after it heard "sex", otherwise I'd be typing this from jail with Bubba watchin over me.
The Long John Silver's sitting on the counter was suddenly flying across the kitchen...oops...did I do that? As I proceeded towards the living room, my wife jumped up and got between us. She surprises me with her bravery. She said..."Jim, it takes two". I started saying a few things I shouldn't have, and then asked Nick if he used protection (remember, I never got past "sex"), he said yes, and I said...
Well, what the hell would y'all have done if you would have gotten pregnant? The wife promptly says..."Hey dumbass, she IS pregnant". Now my brain finally registers the whole message and I'm going into shock. Nick senses the danger he's in, but makes a wise move and never says another word or movement. After a few minutes, I told Nick he needs to leave before I do something I'll regret. He was going to walk the 5 miles home, but the wife gives him a ride anyway.
Fast Forward 1 Week
I've finally calmed down. I've accepted the situation, and we've all been talking about available options, and parenting responsibilities. I made up an assignment for both of them to get them thinking about what lies ahead of them and how this is going to change their lives forever. The little SOB actually did pretty good on it. I was hoping to be able to use it against him later on.
So, I guess in about 8 months, I'll be a friggin Grand Father at 40 years old. It just ain't right.
Hope everybody is having a better month than I am
Last Wednesday as I was sitting in my recliner watching the news, my daughter said her and her boyfriend needed to talk to me. (Note: This is never a good sign). I asked my wife what was going on. All she said was..."They need to tell you". Now I ask her WTF is it and how long have you known about it.
The daughter and her boyfriend come into the living room as I go to the kitchen to get some coffee. The daughter starts crying as I ask her what's going on. The she says...
"On my birthday, Nick and I had sex and I'm pregnant"
Kicker: She's 16 years old!
Lucky thing for Nick: My brain never processed any words after it heard "sex", otherwise I'd be typing this from jail with Bubba watchin over me.
The Long John Silver's sitting on the counter was suddenly flying across the kitchen...oops...did I do that? As I proceeded towards the living room, my wife jumped up and got between us. She surprises me with her bravery. She said..."Jim, it takes two". I started saying a few things I shouldn't have, and then asked Nick if he used protection (remember, I never got past "sex"), he said yes, and I said...
Well, what the hell would y'all have done if you would have gotten pregnant? The wife promptly says..."Hey dumbass, she IS pregnant". Now my brain finally registers the whole message and I'm going into shock. Nick senses the danger he's in, but makes a wise move and never says another word or movement. After a few minutes, I told Nick he needs to leave before I do something I'll regret. He was going to walk the 5 miles home, but the wife gives him a ride anyway.
Fast Forward 1 Week
I've finally calmed down. I've accepted the situation, and we've all been talking about available options, and parenting responsibilities. I made up an assignment for both of them to get them thinking about what lies ahead of them and how this is going to change their lives forever. The little SOB actually did pretty good on it. I was hoping to be able to use it against him later on.
So, I guess in about 8 months, I'll be a friggin Grand Father at 40 years old. It just ain't right.
Hope everybody is having a better month than I am