Bam! Pregnant!



I'm pregnant. As I sat on the floor of the handicapped loo at work waiting for the news to sink in, tapping the three urine marked sticks against the palm of my hand, only one thing came to mind…"that ain't no Etch-a-Sketch - this is one doodle that can't be undid, Homeskillet"…



And then…."oh nuggets. My parents are going to kill me."

Pregnancy as a stigma has plagued my sex life since my de-flowerment (well, pregnancy and AIDS of course). So when I realised I was up the spout…I freaked out - because that's what you're suppose to do, right?
 

That's when the worst thing ever dawned on me

I am 29 years old.
I am married.
I am well educated.
I have a mother flippin' job.
I earn a respectable living.
I have a pension and own a set of god damn pearls. 
THIS IS NOT A TEENAGE PREGNANCY! 


 …I am a fucking adult.  
 


 ...and I am having a baby.

Allie Brosh Where is Allie Brosh??