When It Rains It Pours

As I struggled over the next few months, I watched as my business and marriage slowly fell apart. I worked twelve hours a day in hopes to make it until our busy season began in the spring. I still prayed daily for some way out of the mess in which I was stuck. Unfortunately, when it rains it often pours, and matters seemed to always be in a downward spiral. There was always some penalty, late fee, or other problem that plagued me on a daily basis. I was down to one full-time and one part-time employee, which left me covering everything else. After coming down with a flu bug, I never felt quite the same. I was so fatigued that it was difficult to stay awake. I brushed it all off as stress. However, after a friend recommended I do so, I took a pregnancy test. I was pretty sarcastic about the event considering the shape of my marriage and the fact that I was on the pill, which I took religiously. I waited the five minutes for the test to develop as I joked to my friend how I just wasted the money for the test. We looked at the results and saw a very faint line beside the control line. My heart sank. Figuring the test was a lemon, I quickly went out and purchased another one. After a total of five tests, which included the digital versions, I finally accepted the fact that I was pregnant. I cried. What was I going to do now? I did not even have health insurance. My husband was going to kill me.