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.
I’m 17 years old and almost 16 weeks pregnant. I have been with my (sorta) boyfriend for over 14 months.
Yesterday, I found out he cheated on me 6 months ago. But the worst part is that he lied over and over until I found hard evidence. My dad is retiring and moving to his other home in Arizona and he wants me to go with him, but my boyfriend wants me to find a place in Kansas, where he goes to college. My dad told me that as long as I take college online classes for 2 years (which I get for free because I was in A+), he would pay my rent, but I need to get a job. Anyway… Now I have to decide if I should move in with my dad or if I should forgive him and move there… I have to decide what to do now because I have to move on June 1st. My entire family (except my mom) hates him so none of them really want me to go to Kansas, but I thought it would be a good idea to make sure the baby knows their father. I can’t decide what’s best for the baby and me.
So things with me have been pretty crazy these last couple of months…
