Bleh… It feels like everyday when I go to school, I’m miserably exhausted. I just pull through each day because I know I NEED to get through school. I don’t want to be tempted to drop out. I’m hoping to go to this school close to my town for pregnant teens. It’s at Rockville Hospital and they give you two months off for having your baby, and then after you have it, you can bring your baby to school, and they take care of it while you’re in your classes.
My little problem here is that I HATE the school I’m in right now. It seems like every school I go to never works out. But for the first time in a while, I’m getting good grades. So my mom thinks I should stick it out until the end of the year, but I have my baby in May (May 20th), so I definitely don’t want to be going to a mixed-up school with 6th- 8th graders and having them ask me questions. I’m supposed to be graduating this year. I was stupid and didn’t want to do my work for two years so I stayed back twice.
So I’m in tenth grade. Next year I’ll be 11th, but it’s taking soo long and it feels like I’m going to be in school forever. Now in addition to going to school, I work two jobs to save up money. My boyfriend is 19, so he already graduated from high school but he doesn’t have a job.
Well in addition, I have to deal with court issues. I still have like a hundred hours to complete, by May 18th.
Well, as you can tell, sixteen and pregnant. The only people that know are my boyfriend, his sister, and my best friend.
We are kind of happy about it, but also terrified of what our parents will do. My family is hard-core catholic and his congregationalist. We will both probably get kicked out, but we both want this baby.
Any suggestions??
So were trying again… We decided we can’t wait…
Well, I say trying, but those of you who I’ve started speaking to will know we don’t really get to ”try” very often at all, so I know when it happens. It was supposed to happen because for now, me getting pregnant will be an off-chance sorta thing…
Oh, and good news…well…kinda… My cousin’s pregnant! Yeah… We were talking yesterday and she seems to be better coming around to the idea. So I’m happy for her. What’s strange is I had a dream ages ago that she came over here to have a baby and she had a girl and I was pregnant with a boy… So fingers crossed…I get a boy…I know she probably wants a girl. Plus, what’s cool is that in the dream, it was summer and her baby’s due on July 1! How amazing is that!?
But yah, so happy news all around really and we’ll just have to wait a couple weeks to see if we’ve ben successful… If not, then maybe next time… Wish me luck!
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I’m 3 weeks preggers with my 2nd child.
I have been getting horrible morning sickness. It’s been hard doin’ it alone. I stay home with my son while my boyfriend is at work. He doesn’t come home until 11:30 every night. So I get to deal with the regular things (laundry, cleaning, cooking, my son….the pregnancy).
It’s all a little overwhelming. But we’ll make it through.
I was 18 when my whole world turned downside up.
It all happened after I lost control of my life. I was 17 and started my freedom as an adult in college. I made a lot of bad choices doing drugs and drinking a lot. To the point where I woke up in the hospital. Hours later, I was being kicked out, and I had only been in college for only 2 months. Then I turned 18. When I went back home, I was very angry and still out of control from the drugs. Me and my mom fought a lot, so I ran away.
Then I met LC, who I met through a friend. Even though he was a little older than me (14 years old), I felt drawn to him. He let me stay with him. A few weeks later, SURPRISE, I was pregnant. So I continued living with LC but I missed my mom so I went back home. My mom was very happy to have me back. Then I had her… It took 2 weeks to tell her but It finally got out. LC and I broke up when I was 4 months pregnant. Then we got back together when I was 6 months. It stuck and I was so happy that he and my mom were there when I had my 7 lb 3 oz little boy.
LC and I are still together going on 4 years. I just turned 22 and our son will be 3 soon. And I’m 3 weeks pregnant with my 2nd who got a long time to go. I thank God for my son. He has really brought my head out of the gutter and made me a completely different person….a person with meaning.
I lost my virginity with a guy. Then about three months later, I got pregnant.
He did it on purpose, I suppose. But also, we weren’t using any means of protection besides the pulling out method, which is not a smart method to use by the way. We knew I was pregnant from the moment we had sex. My boyfriend went and got in trouble with the law and got arrested and got sent to juvenile hall. Meanwhile, I waited a whole 4 weeks, just to make sure I gave it a long enough time so there wouldn’t be any mistakes. I went to a drug store and stole my pregnancy test, because I had no money. And after two tests, sure enough, I was pregnant and 14. I was teased for being a virgin because I was the last one to have sex out of my friends, and now I was the first to get pregnant. Funny how things work.
I told my mother about a month later. She cried, and eventually made me move in with my sister because she couldn’t handle it. I wasn’t allowed to go to regular school because my mother wouldn’t allow it. So I went to a school full of pregnant girls. I hated it there, and I hated it at my sister’s because I didn’t know anyone and she moved me away from all my friends. The father got out when I was two months pregnant. I ended up staying with him most of the time, basically living with him, goin back to my sister occasionally. My mother had no knowledge of this. The day I went to find out the sex of my baby, I was ecstatic. I found out i was having a girl, and then the same day, I found out she had a heart defect. My boyfriend was there for me, but we did start to argue a lot, becuz he started drinkin and partyin which he never use to do, the whole time I was pregnant. But I had no doubt in my mind that he would be a good father, and I thought I knew that we would make it and be a happy family. Then I finally told my father I was pregnant when I was 6 months. It broke his heart. I thought he would never talk to me again. But he ended up loving her like everyone else.
I gave birth to her a month early when i was 15, and she was beautiful. There’s no word to describe it. 6 pounds, 2 oz. Looked just like me lol. I brought her back to my boyfriend’s. He was around all day everyday, until she was about 4 months old and wasn’t new anymore. He started leavin me alone, goin out with is friends. And I couldn’t really go anywhere because I breast fed her till she was 19 months. And he didn’t like the fact that i wanted to stay home with her and I wouldn’t take her out because the doctor said she couldn’t till she was 8 months old because she was diagnosed with genetic heart disease, and polysplenia. I stopped goin over to his house all together because him and his twin brother held parties down in their basement almost every night, so I had to leave.
To shorten this story, my boyfriend ended up bein the exact opposite person than i thought he was. After datin him for a year and a half, he started layin his hands on me. And it got to the point where he did it everytime he got mad or we fought. He ended up bein possessive. After our two year anniversary, I found out he had cheated on me with 6 different females. And two of them while I was pregnant. I found out about that last February, and I finally left him almost 2 months ago. Because he just wouldn’t stop hitting me. And each time he said he was goin to change, he only did for a day or two and went right back.
It was the hardest thing I had to do, and I still love him and miss him. But I’m so much happier now without him. And I focused on my daughter and school in which I made straight A’s last year. And I’m workin on a scholarship. Just because you’ve had baby duznt mean, you give up and have to stick with the father. I’m still doin it, I haven’t dropped out and I’m 17 now and my daughter will be two. Just because you’ve had a baby by someone, don’t let him treat you bad. No one should ever put up with, what I put up with. You’re a mother, so be a good role model to your child. He’s the only guy I’ve had sex with, the father of my child and I was with him for three years, and I finally left him. I’m datin other people, keepin my options opened. Just havin friends, without anyone breathin down my neck. I’m a better mother, hell, imma better everything.
I’m sorry to say, but It’s very rare that guys change so don’t waste your time waitin for them to.
