Oh BABY!

Being Positive Sucks

I flushed the toilet, and considered calling the plumber, as I had already flushed it about 20 times today. I have been experiencing the troubles of morning sickness, and I had a feeling why.

I grabbed my coat, and slipped on my Jimmy Choos, as I rushed out of the apartment. I stumbled into the elevator, and pushed the button. I felt nauseous, as the cheesy elevator music played. I almost knocked into an old lady as I ran out of the claustrophobic elevator. When I finally reached the drugstore, which was only a block away, I ran down the aisle. I couldn't possibly ask the cashier, it would be totally mortifying, so I searched myself for about 10 minutes, until I spotted the tiny pink colored box I was looking for. I grabbed it without another look, and I nervously handed it to the guy behind the counter. He just scanned it, and bagged it, like this kind of stuff happened every day. I grabbed the bag, and I went back to the apartment. I threw open the bathroom door nervously.

Positive. Shit.

I threw away the damn stick and I washed my hands. How could this have happened? Am I too late to go on the pill?

I grabbed my cell phone with my clammy hands and dialed Lilly's number as quickly as possible. It rung about 5 times before she answered it.

"Lilly?"

"Miley?"

"Yeah, it's me. Can you come over here…I really need to talk." I said nervously.

"Yeah sure, give me about 20 minutes, I just stepped out of the shower, and Oliver needs me to pick up his dry-cleaning for his interview tomorrow."

"Alright, well hurry!" I hung up the phone, and paced nervously in the living room until I felt a little dizzy. I sat down and turned the TV on, flipping through channels. The doorbell rang, so I jolted to the door.

"Hey! What's wrong?" Lilly said. She was wearing a skirt and flip-flops even though it was 35 degrees out. Crazy old Lilly. I led Lilly into the living-room where the TV was still turned on.

"You better sit down for this one." I took a deep breath, as Lilly sat down looking confused.

"Well…I'm, um, you see, I well…I'M PREGNANT!" I stumbled out. Lilly looked slightly shocked. But then she jumped up and hugged me.

"Miley, that's great!" Lilly said happily.

"What do you mean it's great?"

"Don't you want a baby, I mean, you are a little young, but still you are married."

"I guess you are right, but still. There are a lot of problems too, like…what about Hannah? I can't just abandon her! She's apart of me! And, I don't think I'm ready to be a mother, I am only 23 for God's sake! My mom didn't have me until she was 29! I mean get real! A baby?" My voice was rising.

"Listen, Miley, you are going to be a GREAT mother!"

"How do you know? What if I drop the baby?" I said, suddenly getting panicky.

"Miley, look at me," Lilly said grasping my shoulders. "If you can handle being Hannah, then I'm sure you can handle a baby! Don't think about the negative stuff so much, I bet there are so many positive things to think about. Think about it; you are creating a new life, someone who will grow up and become something great, like you! Just believe that you can doing anything, and everything will be okay." Lilly said thoughtfully.

"Wow, Lilly that was deep. But thanks, that definitely made me feel better."

"No problem." Lilly smiled and hugged me.

"Now, who's the father?" Lilly said mischievously.

"Obviously it wouldn't be my husband would it?" I said sarcastically.

"Nope." She smiled. O crap, how was I going to tell Jake? What if he left me? He probably doesn't have time for a baby with all those movies he's been filming! He wouldn't do that would he?

"And, I'm sure Jake will be thrilled!" Lilly said as though she knew exactly what I was thinking.

"Yeah, but, I never really saw him as a father type." I sat down on the couch.

"Hey, you never know, don't judge what you don't know." Lilly said, sitting beside me.

"Yeah I guess you're right." But I was still unsure.

"When is Jake coming back?" Lilly asked, for probably the millionth time. Boy her memory sucked.

"Tomorrow, early in the morning, right when that stupid sickness starts." I groaned clutching my stomach as if I had just thrown up.

You see Jake had gone to New York to star in a movie with Leonardo DeCaprio. I didn't really know what it was about. I read Jake's script a couple times, but I couldn't understand. Oh well, I'll just wait until it comes out. Anyways, he's coming back officially tomorrow. He had tried to visit me almost every weekend, and that's when it happened. I was so thrilled he was coming back, but at the same time I wasn't, because I didn't really know what to say about me being pregnant.

"Oh yah! Why do I keep forgetting? I could pick you up tomorrow in the morning and we can both go to the airport. Oh, wait never mind, Oliver wanted me to come with him to his interview! Sorry."

Lilly and Oliver were happily married like Jake and me. Jake and me got married first about 1 year ago, and they had their wedding shortly after ours. Oliver was trying to apply for a news-reporter on CNN, which I thought was pretty funny, because Oliver in my mind is still that goofy 14-year-old, otherwise known as 'Smoken Oken'. I could probably imagine him cracking up as he is reporting about a serial killing in Oklahoma. That's why I wasn't too sure he'd get the job. But you can never underestimate the 'Ollie Trolly'.

Lilly left after we talked some more for a while. She was already thinking of names, which would probably names of pets. I was still nervous about telling Jake. I practiced in the mirror a couple of times. I stared at myself, and twirled around. I lifted up my shirt and looked at my stomach. In a few months it would be from smooth and slim, to stretched and big. I shuddered at the thought. I changed into my pink strappy, satin nightgown, and got into bed. It was so empty without Jake, but at least he was coming back tomorrow. And for the first time I actually realized, I'm pregnant. This sucks.