I’m sitting in the bathroom against the tub, where I get the best wireless internet.
Last night, my partner came home to me and informed me that everyone knew about my pregnancy at work already. My stress level sky-rocketed with the thoughts of co-workers and even my boss discussing my personal and private life behind my back, and while my boyfriend worked quietly with headphones, in his ears blocking out the one million questions people kept approaching him with.
One regular customer- and old, drunken fool- made the comment to a friend/co-worker that went like this: “[myself] shouldn’t be doing this to [my boyfriend]”. This man is a nothing, but those words were cold and hurt.
I am 2/3 weeks pregnant. I found out so early. I am 19 years old and my boyfriend is 28. He has a 2-year-old son with another woman who he remains friends with. He has taught me how to trust and how to love again. I haven’t been treated so well… ever in my life actually. He calls and checks up on me, and tells me that everything will be alright and that he supports me with any decision that I make.
I have too many thoughts.
I have too many decisions to make.
To keep or not to keep…
First of all, I want to say thank you soo much to Becky and all the people who have shared their stories. They have helped soo much. One of the reasons why I’m writing this blog is to thank everyone. I’m 14 and, yes, I know I’m young but to me, age is the last thing on my mind. Me and my 16-year-old boyfriend who is now (I’m happy to say) my fiancé have been together for a while and at the moment, we are waiting to find out if we are going to be like many other teens out there. Teenage parents.
I was soo scared at first and so was my fiancé, but after I found your site and started reading the many stories and blogs from the sisters, I felt courage and strength. I showed it to my boyfriend and he no longer have doubts or fears. We have come to realize that our best option is to give our child the life it deserves and we will do whatever we can to make that happen. By the time the baby will be born, I will be nearly 16.
This baby will never be classed as a mistake, only an unexpected miracle, a gift from God.
I’m going to break the news to my mum and then tell my dad, and see how they take it. I know for a fact they will be very very angry and disappointed, but at the end of the day, my baby is depending on me. As its mother, now is the best time to stand up for my child and for myself, and of course my fiancé.
I know we will be great parents and I will continue in school soon after the baby is born and I will then go onto college and study the right courses to hopefully either achieve my dream of working in theatre or open my own beauty salon.
I just want to say to all the young mums/ parents/dads to be… Be strong and you can achieve your dreams. You will just have your child to help you along the way, and your baby is an unexpected miracle either way, and it’s depending on you.
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much love
xxx
When I first found out that I was pregnant, I was scared.
I didn’t tell anyone. Not my parents or my friends. I tried convincing the father to stay and not move away (yes, he was graduating), but that didn’t work. I lost. I went to the clinic alone, got the information alone, and went to the first ultrasound appointment alone. Trust me when I say this- TAKE SOMEONE WITH YOU TO ALL THIS. You don’t wanna go alone. you need someone there as your support. When I first saw my baby, all I could do was cry. I called my friend, who is now my boyfriend…balled my eyes out. Telling him where I was and what I was doing. He drove right there, held my hand, and looked at the screen with me. The next step was making the decision whether to keep it or not.
And he told me he was gonna be right there by my side…every step of the way.
Hi, I’m 16. I’m not sure if I am pregnant but I have a feeling I am.
I went to the doctor to get the day-after pill but it only works the “day after” or three days later. It has been a week so I’m praying it will still work. I don’t want to be a mother. I don’t want to have a baby yet. I have my whole life ahead of me… I feel like I have no help, no one to lean on for help. I don’t want to tell my mom till I know for sure. I don’t want to have a baby, but I also don’t want an abortion.
The thing is I don’t want to feel it inside of me. I don’t want to have feelings for it.
Hello. I’m 15. And from a small town where everybody knows everybody.
I’ve been dating a guy now for about 6 months and I really like him. Well about a month ago, we were together, we had sex. I don’t regret it. We used protection, but the condom busted. Now, I’m 5 weeks pregnant. its hard. I’m always sick. I never want to eat because I know I’m going to be sick. The worst part of this is that his mom thinks we’re playing about me being pregnant. And I’m scared to tell my mother. My boyfriend is only 16. We’re both young and not ready for kids. He wants me to get an abortion. but I know I will regret it. I mean it’s OUR baby. Something that can never be replaced. Ughh.
I’m stuck in a big situation. And I would really appreciate some advice. Thanks A LOT!
I was 12 when I got pregnant. My son’s father is my step-brother. When I found out I was for sure pregnant, I told my baby’s father and he was like in total shock.
You know, he was 13 and I was 12. We were still kids ourselves. He wanted an abortion. I was like no way. I told my parents, who are My mother and his Father… They are married so of course they weren’t too happy about their children having sex, let alone having a child together. My mom is totally against abortion, and so am I. My stepdad was all for it and told me that’s what I needed to do. I still was like no way. When I was 3 months pregnant, my mom asked me again what I am going to do. I told her I didn’t have a clue at that point. I knew I loved this baby already. So, I got an ultrasound. After seeing that baby and hearing his heartbeat, I was like I am in love. There’s no way I could have taken on the responsibility of this little baby. I didn’t even want to know the sex because I would get more attached than I already was.
I didn’t think I could have a baby with a boy who was supposed to be my brother. So, I sat down and talked to my mom about it a couple of weeks later. We decided adoption would be a good choice for my baby to have the best life possible. My baby’s father wanted no part in anything that involved this child. So, I was on my own. It was difficult considering we live in the same house. I told my mom I would do adoption but only if it was an open adoption. So, I had this girl and her husband who were very close to our family and they agreed to take this baby for me. So, I went in again to the doctor’s. I found out the sex. It was a little boy. On December 23rd, two months after I turned 13, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy named Jimmi. He was perfect. I love him with my whole heart, I always have and always will. I am now 16 years old and he is now 2 years old, almost 3. They may have him and he may call them “Mom” and “Dad” But he will always be MY little boy. I still see him often and I get pictures just about every day. Adoption can be a good thing and Abortion should never be the answer.
The best part about this whole thing is knowing I gave life. Age doesn’t define how good of a parent you are either.
