Okay well, I have found out that I am pregnant. My boyfriend says that he’ll be there and he will get a job because I can’t, at least not until after the baby is born.
Obviously, because of the last sentence, I have decided to keep the baby. My mother says that if I keep it, then I will have to leave because it’s not a good example for my five-year-old sister. But the thing is, I do not have anywhere to go. I can stay until I have the baby but I can’t stay after because she says that she doesn’t want to raise her own grandchild. She says that if she wanted another kid, she would’ve had another one. She says that my decision to keep the baby is selfish. As for my father, she completely shut me out of his life. It’s horrible, he was my hero but not now. I’m too young to get a job and I barely have a support system.
But nevertheless, I’m going to have my baby.
Well, I’m 17, almost 18, and my bf is 16, and we have been talking about having a baby.
In a way, I want one, but in another way, I don’t cause I am scared that he says he does now, but once the baby gets here, he will change his mind cause he is younger than me. Even though I love him, and have wanted to have children forever! Don’t get me wrong. I love him with all my heart, but men fall out of love so easily.
I really just don’t know what to do. Cause I want a baby but idk if it’s the right thing to do right now. I really want a baby and if I do get pregnant and I have a girl, we’re naming her Moriah Marie. And if I have a boy, Daniel Sidney. I really want a baby. I have thought about it for almost a month. He even talked to his parents about it and they told us both to just sit down and talk about it. And everytime we do it makes me want one even more than before. They said they would support our decision whether we have one or decide to wait!
Another problem is that I have been sexually active before and he has not. I know that to guys losing their virginity isn’t that big of a deal, but to girls, it is. It’s like a part of you is gone and I just want him to be as ready for this as I am!
So my year this year has been one huge rollercoaster…
I got pregnant and was so excited yet scared. I was excited because I had a little wonder growing inside of me and it changes everything. Scared because my life was taking a big step and I didn’t know if I was ready for this step. When I started to tell people, it was either positive comments or cruel ones like “Why don’t you abort?” “You just screwed up your life.” etc… It hurts but didn’t phase me too bad. I mean I couldn’t abort because that’s killing someone that I helped create. Someone that should be able to live. I didn’t feel like I “screwed up my life” because this little person inside me would love me unconditionally forever and it was a step and a learning challenge in life. So throughout the months of my pregnancy, I was losing friends and I slowly started to feel bad, but I always had one good friend helping me out and telling me it’ll work out so I just tried to keep my head high.
So by August, I got kidney stones and found out my baby wasn’t doing so well inside me cuz he and the placenta weren’t working together. So I had to get him out by emergency C-section. I brought this beautiful baby boy. The first time I saw him, I knew I was in love. He had so much of my heart by just looking at me, but they told me he needed to gain weight before he came home. I was ok with that… But then the worst day of my life came along. Monday, they told me if he kept up the good work, I’d have him home by the weekend or sometime next week… Well, the next day, they phoned me in the morning to tell me he had gotten sick and might have gotten the flu or an infection… So I wasn’t too worried till I got to the Orillia hospital and he wasn’t in his bed… They told me it started to get worse and when they brought us to this other room where he was, his tummy was blue. Then one thing led to another, and he was being shipped off to sick kids.
It was the worst feeling in the world to see him cry and not be able to hold him and it was the worst feeling to hear that he was going to sick kids. I know he’s better there, but it was hard to have him in Orillia, let alone Toronto… So we drove to sick kids and they started telling me he got something that some premies and some newborns get that’s called N.E.C. (Necrotizing Enterocolitis) and this is an infection of the intestines that causes inflammation, interior abdominal damage, and tissue death. And that meant they would probably have to do surgery… The next day, I got the call that he needed surgery… It was the scariest and most horrible moment of my life to see my baby so helpless. I wanted to be in his spot to take away all his pain…But it doesn’t work like that, so instead I couldn’t stop crying and holding his little hand till they brought him to the OR.
So waiting for them to take him to the OR. Me and my boyfriend had to stand and wait for the worst to happen. They came and explained how the surgery would work and what would happen. They also had to prepare us for the worst. They told us if there was too much dead tissue to save or whatever, it would pretty much kill him. So hearing this news made me cry hysterically. I couldn’t help but look at his helpless body and feel for him. He wasn’t even two weeks old and he was going through hell and back and might die? How is this fair? It started to get worse when my boyfriend started to cry because it meant it was really serious, but it also made me feel better that I wasn’t the only one crying. So finally they brought him to the OR and we said our good lucks to him through our sobs. Waiting for the surgery to end was the most nerve-racking thing to do. I was very glad that my boyfriend was there with me…
When they told us the surgery went well, we were both so relieved but they told us his recovery will be rough… So the next day when we saw him, he was on more machines and swollen. He had gained 6 pounds in water weight overnight. Again, I couldn’t help but cry because I wanted to just take all the pain and make him better or be in his position so he didn’t have to go through it. But he’s slowly getting better and doing well. I’m hoping it keeps it up, but sick kids’ hospital is an amazing hospital and I am grateful they are taking care of my child and helping him get better. Through all this I went through and am still going through crying fits where I don’t understand why this is happening to my little one. I go through periods where I’m so angry at so many things and people, including myself. I blame myself for this happening. I know I couldn’t have stopped it from happening and it’s not my fault, but it feels like it is. And everytime the nurses or doctors say it happened because he was premature stabs me in the heart because I feel like it’s my fault. He’s getting this because it was my stupid body that made him premature. I also feel like he’s not mine. I feel like he’s partially mine and he’s more the nurses and doctors and it upsets me. I’ve only gotten to hold him 4 times in his whole little life and it’s upsetting me… I hate that I can’t hold him or help him in anyway… 🙁
These are just some shout-outs to people if I didn’t put you on here, it’s not because I don’t cherish our friendship, it’s because I’m lazy and don’t wanna type too much more haha or I think you won’t read it, haha.
Hi, I’m 21 years old.
I am now pregnant with my 3rd child and happily married with my husband of 6 years. I’ve been reading the stories on this site and understand these situations and want to thank Becky for her support. I was 15 when I found out I was pregnant. I was scared and not ready to be a mom. I never thought about an abortion, but figured since I was an athlete, I would keep with my sports and hope it would disappear. But it did not turn out that way. Instead, I got sick and was sent to the hospital with my coach, and soon everyone found out I was already 4 months pregnant. I was embarrassed but I figured why should I be? It was with the person I loved the most, my baby Jose. Five months later, I gave birth to my baby girl Yessenia, who looks just like her daddy, Jose. If it wasn’t for my husband, who still stands by my side since day 1, it would have been difficult.
I Love You, babe!
I know girls that it can be a scary thing, but if you can find the support and love, you can do it! Remember, a Baby is an Angel and gift from God!
I tried getting pregnant at 14 but stopped when I broke up with my boyfriend.
From then on, I had a few scares. I went through a hard time but got back on my feet. I never did start trying again but I am now pregnant. My 16th birthday was 8-27. I’m not ashamed at all, it’s a part of life. The thought of abortion never even came to mind. My mom knows and although she doesn’t like it, she is there. As for symptoms; My back hurts, My boobs are sore, I have had cramps (from my uterus stretching), I’m tired and so emotional (I’m not the type to cry) but I have cried for almost everything. I’m about 5 weeks and 4 days. I’m hoping for a little girl but I will be happy with a healthy baby.
The countdown starts with about 35 weeks to go!
I’ve just been sitting here, going through all these over the last two days and it makes me feel so much better to know I’m not alone.
I’m 15, almost 16, and am pregnant. I was two weeks late so I took a test and now I’m pregnant. I’ve made up my mind, and abortion is the route I’m going to take. I’ve just spent the summer doing summer school to catch up so I can start school next week and start my life again. Through middle school, I fell apart and I’ve finally got my life back together, and now I find out I’m pregnant. It’s just not a time in my life where I have the love to care for a baby or the time.
I feel horrible having an abortion but it’s best for the would of been child and for me. I’m just extremely scared to have an abortion and since many of you have I just want to know more about it. What happens? What does it feel like? Does it hurt? I heard also in the future, it can prevent you from having children, and I know one day in my future I do want to be a mother and I don’t want this abortion to get in the way of that. So I just wanted your experiences with abortion.
Thank you.
