So I’m 19 and just found out that I’m almost 6 weeks pregnant. it wasn’t really a shock to me because I never used any kind of protection. I just didn’t think it would happen… I tried when I was with my boyfriend for about 5 months and never got pregnant. Then we broke up and then I’m pregnant. I don’t know, but I guess I was just meant to carry this baby. When I first thought I was pregnant, I got a clear blue test that tells you PREGNANT or NOT PREGNANT…
I went into my bathroom at 6:00 am and waited to see what came out… As I looked at the PG test, it said pregnant. My heart dropped I didn’t know if I should be happy or sad. I then called a few close friends and they supported me. I then called my ex-boyfriend (the father) and told him… He took it pretty well, but he doesn’t want to tell his parents because they are leaving for Russia in a few short weeks. He says he will tell them when they get back about 4 months from now… I told my parents and they accepted it. I’m on strict rules and feel like I’m 13 again lol, but I agreed with them… Well anyway, it’s really hard for me right now. I’m a recovering drug addict and a go-go dancer at clubs/raves.
I finally got an official contract for dancing and can no longer do it. I can’t drink anymore or do drugs. I’ve been trying to get off drugs for a while, but having to quit just like that so this baby stays healthy is killing me. It doesn’t help that my friends call me and want me to go out or brag about going out and having fun and partying. I want what is best for this baby. I do not want to hurt it in any way… But what can I do? These cravings and the boredom are hard. And the fact that all my friends won’t talk to me anymore because I’m not out there doing the drugs and party lifestyle with them. I feel hurt and alone. I don’t know how to stay home and not party or do anything. I can’t even go to the clubs because my parents think my drink will get spiked or someone will hit my stomach or anything… Is a baby really worth giving up an “it’s all about me” attitude for “it’s all about the baby”? I like to think it is. I think that this is a gift from God and that I would make a great mother and stop doing drugs and maybe find the right path again and meet some new friends that don’t bring me down with them.
I can’t wait to see and hold my baby for the first time when she looks into my eyes and I look into her’s and we feel the bond and she knows that she is safe in my arms and that she will never have to worry about a thing because I will always be there… That will be a feeling better than any drug out there let alone anything out there… Best feeling to know that you’re going to be a mother, the best for the baby…
Thanks for reading and God Bless
I’m 16 years old. My dad just got cancer. Me and my family are going through a hard time right now! And to make things worse, I think I might be pregnant.
I don’t know what to do. And if I am, how am I supposed to tell my parents? I don’t think we would be able to take care of the child because we are having a hard time with just the 3 of us.
What should I do??
Okay, so I am almost seventeen years old. On April 4, I miscarried my twin girls.
It was the hardest thing I have ever been through. With love from my parents, fiancé, and his family, I got through it. God had a big part in it as well. They will never be forgotten. Well, we are trying to start over and live our lives with them as our angels. We have decided to get married in June. I am currently 20 days late from my period and I am almost positive I am pregnant. I am not sure how I feel it’s all a little overwhelming. We have decided that if I am, we will be just as happy as we ever have been because we love each other very much.
We will never forget our babies, but we are now looking forward to a life with our family.
I had always been a big girl. Growing up, I was surrounded by my friends who had boyfriends and all I wanted was a boyfriend. I eventually lost all my weight and for the first time, boys were actually taking a second look at me.
I met an amazing boy who I fell in love with straight away. He treats me perfectly. I found out I was pregnant with his baby two weeks prior to my 18th birthday!
I was nervous and scared about telling people. My boyfriend took the news well. He was actually thrilled. He was 24 and came from a family who all had children young, so he wasn’t too worried about telling his parents.
I told my mum and she is not supportive at all, which hurts me a lot. My mother says this is going to ruin my life and I’m stupid for even considering having this child. She doesn’t understand that I want to take responsibility for my actions. I couldn’t possibly see myself getting an abortion because, to me, it seems like taking a precious gift away. I still have not told my father and I’m very scared about his reaction too.
All my friends know and have taken the news well and are all quite excited. I am excited too, but I can’t help thinking about what my mother has said to me. It has really got to me. All I want is for my mother to not be disappointed in me and realize I am doing what I think is right. I am actually quite depressed when this should be a happy stage for me.
We would just like to thank everyone for their words of reality and truth. It helped us, well me, to realize I’m not alone.
I’m not the pregnant one. Yet I feel a whirlwind of stress and worries hourly. I swear I’m more nauseous than my love.
She’s amazing and I’ve made this profile for her for the support of female sickness.
Hi, I was only 14 when I fell pregnant with my now 2-year-old daughter.
I was dating her father. I thought he was 20, but when I was 6 months pregnant, the truth came out and he turned out to be 31! I gave him the option to leave and never come back or I have him charged. He left happily. I was 15 when I gave birth. She was a day early, weighed 8.3 pounds, and was 52 cm long. She was the most beautiful little girl I had ever laid eyes on. I enjoyed every moment of being a single mum, even the sleepless nights, lol. Her father has seen her now and then. I gave him the option of seeing her, but he just does not bother. When I was 16, I fell pregnant with a ”good friend”. It was not planned one bit (he was told he would never have children). When I found out I was pregnant. I went into shock.
My parents had just kicked me out and I had to leave my daughter with them because I had nowhere to go and did not want her on the street when she could be indoors and safe. I knew he was never going to be a decent father. He is a heavy drug user and a slob. I don’t believe in abortions and I didn’t want to hand my child over to complete strangers knowing I might never see him again. I eventually moved into my brother’s house with my daughter and I became the main carer for my nephew who is 5 weeks younger than my daughter. I enjoyed it. It was a good experience and got me ready for 2 children. When I was 5 months pregnant, I moved into my own 3-bedroom house and it was great. I finally got to know my real daughter because I didn’t have everyone around us 24/7. On October 18th, I was induced due to my son not growing properly. I gave birth to him after 9 hours of labor at 4:16 am on the 19th of October (my best friend’s birthday and my ex’s). He weighed 6.7 pounds and was 46.5 cm long. He needed oxygen because his cord was wrapped so tightly around his neck, but he was beautiful and he was mine. He is now 6 months old and my daughter and him adore each other.
I am currently under a lot of stress because of his father wanting full custody. I have allowed him to come over when he wants to see our son, but I refuse to let him take him anywhere. He has only seen him once in his 6 months of life because he is too lazy and will not stop the drugs. I try to do my best as a mum, but I am not perfect. My kids are healthy and happy, the bills are paid on time, there’s food in the cupboard, and they have everything they need and extra, so I can’t be doing too bad lol.
I guess I just needed to get my story out and off my chest because a lot of people instantly think I am a bad mum because I am young so I just don’t open my mouth. I do not plan on any more kids. I have 2 healthy kids, so why push my luck? Thanks for listening.
