Unexpected Gifts

She just let the enormity of that thought sit there, blocking all her other considerations.

She had six sticks and a doctor’s test to prove that in a very short time she was going to be someone’s mom.

She was going to change diapers and breastfeed. She was going to get up in the middle of the night and deal with teething.

Somewhere down the line she’d have to cope with a first day of school, book reports and science fairs. Even first loves.

She was going to be a mother.

And someday in about eighteen years, this baby would graduate from school and go away to college. Maybe stay away, too, if the right job came along.

Her baby would someday leave her.

A new emotion swamped her. Loneliness. She’d miss this baby she’d only just found out about. Her child would eventually find their own way, build their own life, one that didn’t center around her. She’d be peripheral at best.

She rested her hand on her stomach and promised herself that when that day came she’d let go. Until then, she’d hold on tight and try to enjoy every minute.

Enjoy.

Yes, under the myriad emotions that had assaulted her since she got the news was excitement. Now joined by the promise of enjoyment. She was going to enjoy being a mother.

At least she thought she would.

Oh, there was still panic, terror, but she clung to the more positive emotions.

She was going to be a mother.

CHAPTER TWO

“Discovering you’re pregnant means things will change, but different isn’t always worse…”

—Pregnancy, Childbirth and Parenting for

Teens, by Mary Jeanne Lorei

“MS. CARTWRIGHT, ARE YOU OKAY?” Ariel asked the next day after class.

Eli had thought she was doing an admirable job hiding her sleepless night and inner turmoil, but obviously, she was wrong.

She redoubled her efforts and pasted her best I’m-okay smile on and nodded. “I’m fine, thanks.”

“I promised we’d finish our discussion. I wrote the note and will give it to Mrs. Brown this afternoon.”

“Good. That’s a great start.” At the word start, the girl’s smile faded.

“You said we’d talk about what else I need to do? I’ve been trying to think of what else could fix this, but other than taking an F on that test, I can’t think of anything.”

“Actually, Mrs. Brown and I talked about that. Rather than fail you, we’ve agreed that you’ll retake the test. And then she’ll deduct ten percent from whatever you get as a penalty.”

“Thank you. I assumed I’d get an F and that would drop my GPA.”

Eli smiled. Despite her own mind, she’d given Ariel’s situation some thought. To be honest, thinking about Ariel was so much easier than thinking about herself.

“I have an idea,” she told the girl. “After my meeting this afternoon, I’ll fill you in.”

Ariel looked nervous.

“It’s not bad,” Eli assured her. “As a matter of fact, I think this might work out to be a very, very good thing for you.”

Suddenly Ariel’s expression changed to a look children had worn on Christmas Eve for centuries. “Ms. Cartwright, do you want to give me a hint?”

Eli chuckled. “No. But come see me after school.”

“You’re sure?”

“Go. I don’t want you being late for your next class.”

When Ariel left, Eli went back to crunching figures and making sure her facts were in order. She wished she could find the enthusiasm for this meeting she once had. Today everything felt muted. Dampened. As if she were viewing the world through cotton gauze.

She kept eying the clock.

Finally.

Lunchtime.

She stood and smoothed her skirt, then without realizing it, her hand brushed her stomach, as if to make sure her baby was all right.

Baby.

Her baby.

It still felt so unreal. Part of her would have liked to deny the reality, but those six little sticks wouldn’t allow her to.

She had a standing dinner date with Arthur on Friday nights. So tomorrow, she’d tell him. She could almost imagine stoic, dependable Arthur’s reaction. He would probably be as shocked as she was, but he’d be supportive. He’d understand her mixed emotions over this unplanned, life-altering event.

Together, they’d work it out.

Right now, she needed to put all that aside and get going or she’d be late for this meeting.

She stopped at the main office and checked out with the school secretary. “Doris, I’m not sure when I’ll be back. If anyone needs me, I’ll have my cell. Marion’s covering my one o’clock class.”

“Good luck. I know how important this meeting is to you, to the new program.”

“Thanks. I’m pretty sure he’s on board. Today we’re supposed to finalize everything and decide on our test-student.”

“You’ll do fine. Just give me a holler when you get back in.” Doris had been with the school longer than Eli. Longer than most of the staff. She was an icon. She ran the main office with a fluid efficiency and had an aura of everyone’s favorite grandmother about her.

Her confidence in Eli’s ability to make this work helped bolster her own flagging belief in herself.