“May 14, 2002, was the most frightening
day of my life. I found out for certain what I had already suspected:
I was sixteen and pregnant. What was I supposed to do? How was I going
to tell my parents? I had never been more scared. I put off breaking the
news as long as I could. Finally I told my mom. Her reaction was what
I expected but she added, ‘We will get through this.’ The
next day we both told my dad. Trying to digest the unsettling news was
very stressful for us all. My mom and dad who had been adopted, felt strongly
that adoption was our only option. How could I care for a baby when I
couldn’t take care of myself?”
- Page 20, Having Andrew by Andrea
Mackowitz
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