I found out I was pregnant the second semester of my freshmen year of college. It was early spring, and I knew I would have my baby during the fall semester, sometime in November. For the first several weeks of my pregnancy, I was not able to think long term. I could only focus on the present, how I felt I would have to quit everything in my life, and how many times I was throwing up. I began to miss almost all of my morning classes. I was a good student, with good intentions to go to class, but I would wake up and feel nauseous, sometimes even throwing up and having to go back to bed.