Decisions To Make
It was cruel, crazy and manipulative of me, but I stopped taking my birth control pills. I was hoping that I would get pregnant with Andy’s baby.
My plan worked. Within six months, I learnt that I was going to be a mum.
Andy turned pale when I revealed the pregnancy to him. He blamed me for being irresponsible and urged me to have an abortion, but I refused. ‘I’m keeping this baby whether you like it or not,’ I told him. ‘And I expect you to support him or her financially, since you’re definitely the dad’.
That left him speechless. Andy knew that he was the only man I’d been sleeping with so he didn’t challenge my assertion that he was, indeed, the father. I also told him that he had to come clean with Jen and his parents about my pregnancy.
Andy was mere weeks away from tying the knot with Jen. He was in a tough spot: If he didn’t tell his fiancée and family the truth, then I would. He also knew that if he told them about the pregnancy, Jen would leave him.
Andy accused me of entrapping him, but what made me especially angry was when he said he never loved me and that he didn’t want to keep seeing me. ‘If I can’t be with Jen, I don’t want to be with anyone else,’ he told me. I was crushed; here was the man I loved telling me he had no room in his heart for me.
It took awhile for me to get over the sting of what Andy said, but in the end I had to accept that I was never going to have a future with Andy.
Still, that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to have his child. If Andy didn’t want to help me raise it, I told myself I would do it on my own.