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That was the text message I received from my sister a little over a week ago.
My sister is 22 and hasn't been with her boyfriend for very long, so her pregnancy came as a little bit of a shock to the family. I thought something was up early that night when I read on her Twitter about something being 80% true. Curious, though I knew in my gut what was going on, I asked her about it. She told me that she was taking the test when her boyfriend got home later that evening. About 2 hours later, it was confirmed.
At first I was a little upset. I was worried about where they would live if her boyfriend's mom kicked them out, I was worried about how they were going to pay for the baby. All the normal stuff that I think sisters worry about. She's only 22, after all.
As it sank in a little more, though I will admit that I don't think it's FULLY sank in for me yet, I became more excited. I got to be the fun aunt! I get to spoil the kid rotten and my sister can't get mad at me because that's my job. Plus, I realized that the last thing she needs is another family member that is going to yell and lecture her. My mom had me when she was in a similar situation and I knew that she would be the one to lay into her about it. I realized that I needed to be the supportive sister. She's happy about it and so is her boyfriend. I don't think they understand exactly what's going to happen when the baby gets here and that it's not like playing house.
Over the next few days she began telling family (after her doctor appointment). I would get updates on their reactions. Every one reacted exactly how I thought they would. My dad, being the ever so understanding man he is, said that he couldn't really be upset because he was the same age when I was born. My mom did in fact, yell at her (to be fair, I think she's coming around a bit), and my step-dad, well, he'll come around I'm sure. From what my sister told me, our grandparents were pretty indifferent about it. When my mom was pregnant with me, they were livid. I think the difference this time around is that they won't have to help raise the baby. They're in their 80s, pretty sure they're done with that part of their lives. Every one else seems pretty happy, which I am glad about. I knew my family wouldn't disown her or anything, but I just wanted to make sure that she has a good support system. And I will give it to her, if I was pregnant, I don't think I would have had the guts to tell my family right away. I would have had a panic attack and wouldn't have been able to say it.
And, even though we've only known for about a week, I think it's brought my sister and I closer. We've never been super close. We've never hated each other or anything, but we've never been the best of friends either. I was the first person to know after she took the test and we've texted and talked more in the last week than we have in a really long time, so in that aspect I am excited too.