My Mother Kicked Me Out of the Church for Getting Pregnant Out of Wedlock

The day I revealed my pregnancy in church started with morning sickness and ended with my mother disowning me. But what happened next made my mother change her decision.

I’m a sophomore in college studying psychology, and that’s where I met Glenn last fall. We started out as study buddies in our Intro to Research Methods class, but there was something special about him from day one.

He had this gentle way of explaining complex topics that made everything click, and his smile? It could light up the whole lecture hall.

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A boy smiling | Source: Midjourney

“Faith, you’re starin’ again,” he’d tease me during our study sessions, and I’d feel my cheeks burn red every single time.

“Can’t help it if you’re distracting,” I’d shoot back, and we’d both laugh like we had the best secret in the world.

We went from sharing coffee after class to spending hours at the campus diner. We’d pick at endless plates of waffle fries while sharing our life stories.

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A girl sitting in a cafeteria | Source: Midjourney

Glenn told me a bit about his family and how he enjoyed playing in the fields as a kid. Meanwhile, I opened up about losing my dad when I was five. That’s when things started shifting from friendship to something more.

“Your dad would be so proud of you,” Glenn said one evening, reaching across the table to squeeze my hand. “Following your dreams, helping people through psychology…”

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A boy talking to his girlfriend | Source: Midjourney

The first time he kissed me on the porch swing outside my mama’s house, I swear I saw stars. But when I told Mama about Glenn, she just pressed her lips together and said, “That’s nice, sugar. Don’t forget you’ve got that big exam coming up.”

That’s my mama, Claudia, for you. Since Daddy passed, she’s thrown herself into two things: raising me and adoring nature.

Never dated, and never seemed interested in finding love again.

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A woman smiling | Source: Midjourney

Sometimes I catch her looking at Daddy’s photo on the mantle with such longing that it breaks my heart. I wish she’d give herself permission to be happy again, but we don’t have the kind of relationship where I can say that.

“Mama,” I tried once, “don’t you ever get lonely?”

“I’ve got you,” she replied, smoothing down her skirt. “That’s all the company I need.”

Everything was sailing smoothly until that morning I woke up feeling too sick.

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Sunlight passing through curtains | Source: Pexels

I swear I couldn’t even move, and the thought of having breakfast nearly made me puke.

Oh no… I thought. The nausea, the fatigue… Does it mean I’m pregnant?

That was the first thing that came to my mind because Glenn and I got intimate a few weeks earlier.

I was super scared, and my hands were trembling so bad I could barely open the drawer where I’d hidden the pregnancy tests.

“Please, please, please,” I whispered, watching that little window. “Please tell me I’m wrong!”

But two pink lines appeared clear as day, and my world tilted sideways.

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A girl holding a pregnancy test | Source: Pexels

I sank down onto my bathroom floor while my heart pounded inside my chest.

“This can’t be happening,” I muttered, staring at the test. “I’m only nineteen. I can’t have a baby. I can’t…”

A few minutes later, I found myself pacing the bedroom.

“How am I gonna hide this from Mama?” I asked myself. “She’ll never understand. A baby? Out of wedlock? In our family?”

I think I talked to myself for almost an hour while different scenarios played out in my mind. All of them resulted in my mother not speaking to me.

I was certain she’d never accept my baby.

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A girl standing in her bedroom | Source: Midjourney

I spent the next few days hiding in my room, coming up with every excuse I could think of to avoid facing Mama.

“Faith, honey! Dinner’s ready!” she called out one evening.

“Sorry, Mama, got this huge psychology paper due tomorrow,” I shouted back. “I’ll grab something later!”

The next morning, she knocked on my door. “Baby girl, I made your favorite pancakes.”

“Thanks, but I already ate a granola bar. Got an early study group meeting,” I lied, feeling guilty about the growing pile of excuses.

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A girl talking to her mother | Source: Midjourney

That evening, she tried again. “Faith? Mrs. Jones brought over her famous casserole…”

“Got finals coming up, Mama. Need to focus!” I called out.

By Thursday, Mama wasn’t having it anymore. She marched right up to my room and stood in the doorway.

“Now hold on just a minute,” she said, fixing me with that mom-stare that could melt steel. “Since when do you skip my pancake breakfasts? And don’t think I haven’t noticed you running to the bathroom every morning.”

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A woman looking at her daughter | Source: Midjourney

“Just stressed about exams,” I mumbled, avoiding her gaze.

“Uh-huh,” she said, clearly unconvinced. “And I suppose stress is also why you haven’t touched your coffee in days? The same coffee you swear you can’t live without?”

“My study group suggested cutting back on caffeine.”

“My dear Faith,” Mama said slowly, “in all your years of schooling, I’ve never seen you skip meals during finals. Something’s going on with you, and we both know it ain’t just studying.”

But before she could press further, I grabbed my backpack. “Sorry, Mama, I’m late for the library. Group project!”

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A girl looking at her mother | Source: Midjourney

I practically ran down the stairs, leaving her standing there with that worried look I’d been trying so hard to avoid.

The following Sunday, Mama called up to my room, “Faith, honey! We’re gonna be late for service!”

“Coming!” I called back, fighting another wave of nausea. “Maybe I should skip today…”

“Skip church? Are you feeling poorly?” Mama appeared in my doorway.

“Just a little tired,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Been studying real hard.”

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A girl looking away while talking to her mother | Source: Midjourney

“You’ve been ‘tired’ all week,” she said, narrowing her eyes. “Something you want to tell me?”

“No ma’am,” I said quickly. Too quickly. “I’ll be ready in five minutes.”

The church was packed that morning, all our neighbors dressed in their Sunday best.

Mrs. Jones was wearing her famous pink hat, and Mr. Rodriguez had his grandkids with him. Everything was fine until halfway through the sermon when that familiar nausea hit me.

I must’ve turned green because Mama grabbed my hand.

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A woman sitting in a church | Source: Midjourney

“Baby girl, what’s wrong?” she whispered, her eyes narrowing. “Come to think of it, you’ve been actin’ strange all week…”

Maybe it was the guilt, or maybe it was just those pregnancy hormones, but I couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Mom, I have something to tell you,” I whispered back, tears welling up. “I’m pregnant.”

The silence that followed felt eternal. Mama’s face went through about fifty different emotions in three seconds flat.

“What?” she gasped, loud enough for several heads to turn. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

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A woman sitting in a church, looking straight ahead | Source: Midjourney

“No, I’m not joking,” I managed, my voice trembling. “I’m pregnant, and it’s Glenn’s.”

That’s when Mama lost it. She stood up and started yelling at me.

“Get out of the church right now!” she hissed. “Go home, pack your things, and don’t come back to my house! How could you do this? Did you even think about what our family and friends would say? Do you not know the traditions and values we hold!? Get out of my sight!”

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A woman talking to her daughter | Source: Midjourney

I quickly stood up and began walking away while my tears blurred my vision. I could see how Mrs. Jones was staring at me with wide eyes.

But before I could reach the door, a familiar voice called out.

“Stop right there, young lady.”

It was Pastor James, and he was looking at my mother with the kind of stern expression I’d seen him use during particularly passionate sermons.

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A priest looking straight ahead | Source: Midjourney

“Claudia,” he said gently, walking down the aisle toward us, “would you abandon your daughter when she needs you the most? Isn’t this the time to show love and forgiveness?”

“But she’s having a child out of wedlock!” Mama protested. “I never—”

“That shouldn’t be an issue, Claudia,” Pastor James interrupted softly. “Sometimes the greatest blessings come in unexpected packages. Remember, Claudia, when your husband passed away, this congregation wrapped their arms around you and Faith. Shouldn’t we do the same now?”

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A priest talking to a woman | Source: Midjourney

Those words changed Mama’s thoughts. She looked at me and then burst into tears.

The next thing I knew, we were hugging right there in the middle of the church, both of us crying while the congregation pretended not to watch.

“I’m so sorry, baby girl,” she whispered into my hair. “I was just scared for you. I know how hard it is raising a child alone…”

“I’m not alone, Mama,” I said. “I have Glenn, and I have you… if you’ll still have me?”

But the story doesn’t end here.

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A girl smiling | Source: Midjourney

A few days later, Mama insisted on meeting Glenn and his family.

“Time to do this properly,” she said, straightening my collar like I was still a little girl. “No more secrets.”

Glenn drove us to his place.

“You nervous?” I asked Glenn as we pulled up to his house.

“A little,” he admitted, squeezing my hand. “But it’s time our families met.”

You won’t believe what happened next. We pulled up to this beautiful house, and who opened the door? Pastor James.

The look on his face when Glenn called him “Dad” was priceless.

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A man looking at his son | Source: Midjourney

“Faith?” Pastor James said, looking between me and his son. “Glenn, son, is this your young lady?”

“Yes sir,” Glenn said, taking my hand. “Surprised?”

“Well, I’ll be…” Pastor James shook his head, then started laughing. “The Lord sure does work in mysterious ways.”

Looking back now, I can’t help but laugh at how everything unfolded. Sometimes the best blessings come wrapped in the scariest packages, and sometimes the people you think you barely know turn out to be your biggest supporters.

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A girl looking straight ahead | Source: Midjourney

And Mama? Well, she’s already picking out baby names and knitting tiny booties.

And just yesterday, she said, “You know, sugar, maybe it’s time I started getting out more. Mrs. Jones’ brother just moved to town…”

Let’s see what happens next.

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A woman standing near a window | Source: Pexels

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Aaron Rodgers Opens Up About His Surprising Life as a 40-Year-Old Bachelor

NFL star Aaron Rodgers has had many famous relationships. Even with these high-profile romances, he has never gotten married or had any children. At one point, people questioned his sexuality, leading him to speak out about the rumors.

Aaron Rodgers’ personal life often gets as much attention as his career. Now, at 40 years old and playing as a quarterback for the New York Jets, Rodgers is still single and has no kids.

Aaron Rodgers stays focused on his football career while dealing with the public’s interest in his love life and family. In 2013, rumors about his sexuality spread, suggesting he might be gay.

Rodgers quickly denied the claims, calling them “disrespectful” to the LGBTQIA+ community. He talked about this in a 2024 interview for a biography about him, “Out of the Darkness: The Mystery of Aaron Rodgers.”

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Rodgers explained that he was upset because the rumor framed being gay as something shameful. He also shared that he has many friends in the gay community.

He was referring to a Milwaukee radio interview over a decade ago, where he had to address his sexuality early in his NFL career. Despite saying he “really, really likes women,” Rodgers still finds it frustrating that he’s asked about his sexual orientation.

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Although rumors have swirled about his sexuality, Rodgers has been in relationships with several women. One of his most famous relationships was with actress Shailene Woodley.

At first, the couple dealt with a long-distance relationship, as Rodgers played for the Green Bay Packers in Wisconsin.

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During this time, an insider said they “kept things private and low-key,” allowing their romance to grow outside of the public eye.

In February 2021, Rodgers revealed their engagement while accepting his MVP award, thanking his “fiancée.”

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Woodley later confirmed the engagement on “The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon,” saying they had been engaged for a while before it became public. She spoke highly of Rodgers, calling him a “wonderful, incredible human being.”

Their relationship seemed strong, with Woodley, eight years younger than Rodgers, talking fondly about him in 2021. She believed they were meant to be together, saying, “I feel we were destined to meet.”

The couple had a unique way of handling their relationship. In December 2021, an insider said they had a “non-traditional” relationship.

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However, by February 2022, the couple ended their engagement. Although they were seen together after that, by April 2022, their on-and-off relationship was officially over.

An insider said Woodley felt like everything was on Rodgers’ terms, which didn’t make her happy. Despite the breakup, the split was described as friendly.

After the breakup with Woodley, Rodgers was linked to Mallory Edens in January 2023. Edens, the daughter of one of the Milwaukee Bucks’ owners, had been friends with Rodgers for a while.

Their relationship was described as casual and not serious. They were often seen together at Bucks games, sparking rumors about their connection.

In August 2023, Edens was spotted cheering Rodgers on during his debut with the New York Jets, sharing a picture from MetLife Stadium on Instagram.

At 28, Edens has a 12-year age gap with Rodgers, similar to his previous relationship with Woodley.

Although Rodgers has dated many women, he has never married or had children. However, he has expressed a desire to become a father. During a 2021 Instagram Live, he mentioned that many of his friends had started families.

Rodgers said fatherhood was something he looked forward to, describing it as his “next great challenge” and something he had always dreamed about.

Friends have praised Rodgers’ natural ability with kids, according to Ian O’Connor, the author of a bestselling book on Rodgers.

However, despite his ease with children, Rodgers has had a strained relationship with his own family. He has been estranged from them since 2014.

In an August 2024 interview, O’Connor explained that many things contributed to the family issues, including a “he said, she said” dynamic.

Rodgers’ family partly blamed his ex-girlfriend, Olivia Munn, for the fallout. However, O’Connor disagreed, noting that the rift remained long after their breakup.

Rodgers felt his family didn’t appreciate his generosity enough, and Munn might have encouraged these feelings. A family member mentioned that Munn seemed to validate Rodgers’ concerns.

The tensions between Rodgers and his family, especially his brothers, were partly due to their different views on religion.

Rodgers, raised in a strict Christian home, rebelled against his upbringing, which may have worsened family tensions. O’Connor noted that there wasn’t one clear reason for the rift.

Rodgers has said he doesn’t know how to repair the relationship fully, but in a meaningful moment during a Celebrity Golf Tournament in Lake Tahoe, he embraced his father.

Rodgers and his father shared a heartfelt moment, and Rodgers admitted he wants to reconnect with his family. O’Connor believes there is hope for the future.

Aaron Rodgers’ journey reflects the struggles of balancing family and career. As he continues with his life and career, the possibility of mending ties with his loved ones remains a hopeful prospect.

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