I’m really stoked to be able to use this media platform to address all the enormous elephants in the room at once. Heck, with all these elephants, this “platform” is most likely going to break, lol, that was cheesy. On July 30, 2017 my whole life changed. I was driving home from a behavioral therapy client’s home at 11am and I called my mom and told her that my monthly gift from mother nature was late. As an athlete, irregular periods were actually regular for me so I thought nothing of it, AT FIRST. However, I knew something was up. I was getting exhausted jumping on the trampoline with some of my behavioral therapy clients, that was my first symptom. Me, Rachol, a former division 1 athlete getting tired from jumping on a trampoline, it didn’t make sense. When I told my mom these things, her first words were “Well honey you should probably take a pregnancy test.” I took one test, that’s all it took for me to be convinced, oblivion and denial aren’t really my thing.
I called Andre, who was at practice, and told him he needed to come home as soon as he was done. I tossed him the test when he walked in the room, I couldn’t really talk. He cried and I could tell a thousand emotions came over him at once. I called my mom and told her the news and even at 22, I still feel the need to have her tell my dad some things lol. Let’s just say TEARS, TEARS, and more TEARS. But a different kind of tears, HAPPY TEARS. My mom was so happy, her reaction was so priceless and not what I was expecting, “I’m going to be a grandma!” If anyone knows my dad, they know he is the epitome of a sports parent, strict and protective but the most loving, caring teddy bear. His first words, “You’re my kid and I’m so proud of you. How are you feeling? Are you okay?” Not to brag, but my entire life I’ve felt as if I have had the most supportive parents on the planet, and how they have reacted and supported me through the biggest change in my life proved that.
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