The weekend I found out, my parents were away with my younger sister for an ice skating competition in Johannesburg. I remember doing the pregnancy test. My boyfriend and I were so scared. I was a bit young to actually fathom what had happened, to be honest. We didn't know what to do. We asked a friend’s sister, who worked at the hospital, to do an ultrasound. And she told us they were twins. Then it really sunk in. I said to my boyfriend, ‘No way I’m getting rid of these babies, I have to see this through’.
My parents came back from Johannesburg at the end of that weekend, and we didn't even let them unpack their bags. We sat down and made the announcement. My mom cried, and my dad said nothing. He just got up and walked out of the room. I was the eldest daughter. It wasn't a very happy time.
Once the initial shock was over, they were quite supportive. They gave us options. Did we want to get married or not? Did I want to carry on studying or not?