So this past week, I’ve been feeling like I’m pregnant.
I had unprotected sex on the 10th and 14th day of my cycle. (I’ve ALWAYS had a perfect 28-day cycle.) I took a pregnancy test on Sunday and it was negative. I was supposed to get my period on Monday, but I got what might be my “period” today… It just started, but so far, it seems like it’s starting out normal with a normal flow… Could I still be pregnant even if this is happening?
My body basal temperature has been higher than normal the past few days and just yesterday, I had a lot of cervical mucus, which is not normal for me at this point during my cycle. I’ve been feeling like I’m about to throw up which isn’t normal and my stomach has been cramping which I never get.
Tell me what you think!
Well, I’m 15 and pregnant.
I’m meant to get my period every 18th and this time I didn’t. I am 3 weeks and 2 days pregnant, and I have been feeling extremely tired every day. I do have very low iron levels I have since I was a baby so I’m anemic which sucks cuz that also makes me very tired and pail never really have much energy. I don’t live with my mum. I got kicked out on the 10th of September last year. I have been living with my boyfriend for a month now. We have been together for 4 months. ATM, I love him so much he is the only one who knows I’m pregnant he is happy with it, I think. The only problem is I don’t receive any money at all in 14 days. Centrelink will start paying my boyfriend’s mum my payment for living away from home until I’m 16.
PS I am keeping the baby, 🙂 but can somebody please help me out?
Three months along & I found myself in the hospital…
I was having a m/c…. I had to have a DNC. They said the drugs would put me out of it enough that I would know what was going on. That I wouldn’t remember…..I wouldn’t hear, wouldn’t see.
I did hear & I did see… I do remember.
We were so sad. We wanted that baby. My man brought home a small porcelain doll with dark hair & beautiful skin just like our baby would have had. She sings a beautiful song, that still brings tears these many years later.
The first was the hardest, both physically & emotionally… I had another 4 after the first. I lost all of those babies at about a month along. I couldn’t understand why. The Doctors were looking & finding nothing.
Finally, they found an answer. Finally, they found a way that maybe I could carry a child to term. We tried again. I followed the instructions carefully. I made it past the first, then the second & third month…
This pregnancy hurt deep into the marrow of my bones, I felt tired & weak throughout the whole thing… But I made it through. I carried our baby to term!
This morning, that baby picked up a porcelain doll with dark hair & beautiful skin that sits in our room. “Is this yours, Mom?” … “Have you had her since you were little, Mom?”…
“No sweetheart, not since I was little. Your dad gave her to me.” I wound the key on her back, & as she sang her song today, I was able to smile.
Today is a day of celebration. Today is a day of victory.
Last night, I had my first total breakdown in months.
I was just a shivering, sobbing heap of misery. I felt so pathetic. I have no coping mechanism anymore for when I get like that, I’ve been fine for so long now that I’ve forgotten how that craziness feels… How strong the desire to have a baby can be when the freshness of the past hits you anew.
I’m so desperate to cut again, just to feel that familiar sting that makes the whole world seem better again.
My Mom is a survivor, or so I’ve heard it said. But I can hear her crying at night when all others are in bed. I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand.
She doesn’t know I’m with her to help her understand. But like the sands on the beach that never wash away, I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day. She wears a smile for others… a smile of disguise! But through Heaven’s door, I see tears flowing from her eyes. My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive. As I watch over my surviving mom through Heaven’s open door… I try to tell her that angels protect me forevermore. I know that doesn’t help her or ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, go visit her and show her that you care. For no matter what she says, no matter what she feels.
My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won’t ever heal.
I’m a third-year college student and am supposed to graduate next year… I have had a boyfriend for 5 months now… Last January, I discovered I was pregnant… Now, I am almost 10 weeks pregnant and I still don’t know what to do…
Me and my boyfriend wanted the baby… But everytime I see my mom, it really breaks my heart… She always says that she wanted me to finish my studies and expects me to be the breadwinner of the family, and they do not like my boyfriend.
Now, I am still undecided about whether to continue this little life or not… I don’t how many times I planned to have an abortion… But my conscience can not stand the thought of killing my own child…
I want the baby but I don’t want to disappoint my family… I still do not know what to do…
Can somebody please help me?
