The alarm goes off, blaring so loud that it almost hurts my ears. For the third time, I hit the snooze button. I have been at my job for over fifteen years, not once have I been late. I have worked my way closer to the top of the line and have my own private office. Believe me it has been a lot of hard work and no I haven't slept my way to the top. I hate will people say that, what like a woman can only get on top by having sex...not this girl.

The last time I had sex was over three weeks ago and it should have never happened then. However we...some of my team members at the firm got together after winning a case and to celebrate we went out. I rarely ever drink, but that night I had a few and well one thing led to another and I had a one night stand.

First of all he was an overly attractive male in a three piece suit and second of all he had the best personality ever with a sense of humor. It was a one night thing only because I never got the nerve to call him up again. I'm sure if I called him he would have met me somewhere but I never called him back. It's just not my thing. I have too much going on in my life. Too much at work to risk even getting close to anyone else. I would just hate to start something and my job pulls me away.

I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom. I am so not feeling it today. If I didn't have a new client coming in I would for sure just stay home in bed. But I don't, I hurry up and get dressed and head out the door. By the time I make it to the office, I notice someone already in the waiting area.

"Good morning...Sam...is that the new client waiting?" I whisper across the desk.

"Yes...she has been waiting for a good ten minutes...you are never late; you feeling ok?" Sam looks at me with a concerned look.

"I will be fine...can you send her in?" I turn on my heals and walk to my office. I try to throw my hair all up in a messy bun due an all of a sudden hot flash. I hear a light knock on the door and then Sam walks in with Mrs. Wilson.

"Please come in and have a seat."I motion towards the chairs in front of my desk. Then I lean over and hold my hand out. "It's nice to meet you Mrs. Wilson. Sorry I was running a little late this morning...all that traffic you know."

"I know what you mean...it's nice to finally meet you."

"Likewise...now how may I help you?"

She goes into this big spill about her husband cheating on her and how she for sure has evidence and she wants to take him to the cleaners...she wants it all...the house, cars, money, kids...all of it. I nod in agreement.

When I go to stand up, I get all light headed. I take a deep breath and try to shake it all out. "Sorry about that...I think I just stood up a little too fast.

"Maybe...but if you look really pale...you sure you are expecting?"

"Expecting what?"

"A baby...honey...you just have that look about you."

Hell no... I think to myself; I shake my head no...I walk over to the mirrored wall and look at myself. "That's not possible...I don't date anyone...so that part of my life is just not happening you know what I mean?"

"If you say so honey...but last time I check one did not have to be involved with a specific someone?" She walks over to the door and opens it, looking back at me. "Then again...you could just be coming down with something...what do I know...I only have four kids."

When the door closes, I look back in the mirror. I look into the eyes looking back at me. There is no way that I could e pregnant...it's just not possible. Throughout the day and even the next day...I am so drained out and I have that sickening feeling in my stomach. I search for some saltine crackers to help sooth the feeling.

 There is no way that I could be pregnant...no way.I decide to go to the store and I look at all the different kinds of test. One that you pee on and it has a pink plus symbol, one has two lines...hell one even says 'pregnant' on the stick. I read each one of them and then decide on purchasing all three.

I get back to my townhouse and make my way to the bathroom. I only use one stick. I think I read correctly...so it has a plus sign on it. At first I am thinking yay...that's a good thing. But I get to reading...nope...it mean that I'm pregnant. Well that is just not possible. I take out the other test, ripping off the package with my teeth and forcing myself to pee again. Guess what...two lines. I read the damn box...two lines indicate...YOU'RE PREGNANT!!!

No freaking way. This can't be happening. I read the box yet again...before doing the other test I decide to just walk away...I don't even know the guy that I hooked up with and for Pete's Sake...why now after all these freaking years...here I am forty-five years old...there is no way that I am pregnant.

I toss and turn all night. One minute I have the sheets on the next I am kicking them off. My body is just not with it. By morning, I get up to go pee but not before ripping open the other test. I pee and set it on the sink. I go about getting ready and then before heading out I go back to pick it up...Shit....shit...shit...this is not the time for this. I don't have time to deal with this. I just moved up a few months ago. This can't be happening...not now.

I go on into work and first thing I do is close the door to my office to make an appointment with the doctor. Of course they can't get me in today and I have to wait till the first of  next week.

The rest of the week, I have all these thoughts running through my head. I really don't think I have the nerve to abort it...I mean it's not the baby's fault that I fucked up. I also don't think that I can have it. I just have too much going on at work and then trying to find a sitter among so much other thing right now...it's just not possible.

I know... I should call up that random guy. I mean his number is still on my fridge. But what would I say...'Hey...remember when we hooked up?' 'Oh...guess what...you are going to be a daddy?'Seriously...I can't just call up the damn guy and tell him that his life will forever be different because some random girl he slept with got knocked up because she was not thinking straight. Nah....I couldn't do that to him. He was just looking for a good time as well as I was...neither of us asked for a baby.

Going to the doctor's office only confirmed one thing...I am PREGNANT!!!! Now I just have to figure out what am I going to do about it.