The Runaway Bride and How Not To Begin Married Life
posted on 13 May 2011 | posted in
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I was 21years old was in my final year of nursing school in St. Louis with six months until graduation. I had been dating my boyfriend since my senior year in high school (about three years). I was a 'good Christian girl' who had promised to wait until I was married to have sex my sweetie was okay with this although it was very difficult for the both of us. Following a great time at my sister's Polish wedding, the temptation was just too great and we had sex in the back seat of our oldsmobile. I cried for days and days I could hardly concentrate on my studies before I knew it 2 months had gone by and no menstrual peeriod! The rules at my nursing school was you could not be married let alone be pregnant. My friend at school tried to convince me to have an abortion three other classmates had already done that. However, there just was no way I could abort this baby. On a Saturday morning in July we drove across the state line in Missouri and found a Justice of the Peace in a little town in Illinois. It was dreary setting the JP was an old man and his wife who was to be my witnees was old also. No bridal tiaras, no cake, no church organ. I cannot even remember any of the marriage vows that we spoke I could hardly wait to get out of there. When we got back to St, Louis he went to his home and I went back to my dormitory. Three weeks later we told our parents. They were all very sad that we had not shared our problem with them. I also had to leave school. In October we had a beautiful baby boy who weighed 10 pounds!
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