Hi guys.
By the way, I’m only 21… I’m working as a tutor for Koreans here in my country. which is the Philippines. I’m just a little confused if I’m pregnant. My breast and abdomen were sore for more than a week. Usually, this happens when my period is about to start, right. My period is regular every 7th or 6th of the month. but it’s already the 10th of April. I already searched for some signs that you are pregnant and I’m a bit shocked that these are some of the signs.
I just wanna share guys. and if u can give me some advice or etc. 🙂
Well, I’m sure you guys know me by now.
I have a lot of problems, but not with my pregnancy. I’ve been having a lot of stress lately & I know that’s a bad thing for my baby, but I just can’t help but cry & cry about my mom. Being the only female child in a family with 4 kids is somewhat tough for me. Is being emotional part of being pregnant?
I’m really close to my mom and when she’s away, it’s really hard for me. Especially now when I’m pregnant. I can talk to her about almost everything. In fact, I do tell her everything. I miss her a lot & I cry when I do miss her. I fight with her husband a lot [my stepdad] well it’s not really my fault either but still. Oh, but I do want to write about my boyfriend. lol. We’re living together at my place. He’s basically the one to take care of me and I’m so thankful for him. He’s been so supportive. I’m glad I found him and he’s really excited to be a daddy. But with the good, there are the bads. I fight with him, not a lot but like couples do. I don’t know how to control my feelings. If I hear something I don’t like, I would start balling my eyes out. & that’s why he gets mad at me, I know he loves me & that’s why we argue, because he’s right. *sigh*
I need some advice on how not to be so emotional. If that is possible.
If you would like to know, I am 19 years old and am 6 months pregnant with my first baby… There are a lot of things me & my boyfriend went through before I got pregnant. We went through the good and the bad. We’ve been together for almost 2 years. Even if he comes from the roughest part of the neighborhood, I love him as if he were the richest man in the world. To me, he is everything. So when I found out I was pregnant, I had mixed feelings. I was happy because I thought I couldn’t have any kids, and he was also happy because he thought he couldn’t get me pregnant. But with good feelings also comes with the bad. I was also scared, afraid that my parents would disapprove, but I told my mother right away. I was glad to find out that she took the news very well and was some sort of happy for me and my boyfriend.
Well, the first few months of my pregnancy (1-3) were fine…I didn’t get those symptoms of like throwing up or looking for outrageous food. But after those months, I started getting emotional and peeing a lot. Then at 5 months, my boobs started getting milk ( is that normal? ). I got sensitive about everything and I didn’t like a lot of noise or shouting. I got isolated in my room, but I still got out for walks. Well anyway, now for the reason I started blogging….
I need some advice on what I should do during the next few months of pregnancy…Here are some of my questions.
1. Is it not good to have sex at this time?
2. What is best to eat?
3. How do I avoid being so emotional?
4. What can’t I eat?
Well, I guess those are some of my questions. I hope someone can help me through.
Until my next blog.
Thanks for reading
People always describe me as happy, go lucky, always smiling, etc… but behind this? Pressure, lies, and undefined sadness is inside of me. As the older sister, I must always act and show the positive side of me so I’ll be a good model to them ( I mean to my younger cousins and brother…) But sometimes things don’t go my way… I am just like you who sometimes makes a mistake…
I’m a freshman at Voise Academy. I going around my school and seeing how many teens are getting pregnant because they want to know how it feels to be pregnant, but really pregnancy is not a game. They don’t think that it is that hard when it really is. These teens that I see are mostly pregnant because they think it’s cute.
Here I am again, wondering if it’s okay.
Can’t stop this troubled heart cause our hearts are apart, miles away from each other. Oh my baby, I picture you and I walking in a mall holding hands. I turn back to look at my life, I see a child wearing a school uniform and I start imagining you. I was confused at first, but not now. I have thought and thought until my brain stops generating. I could not eat or sleep, let alone share my thoughts with other people. Remembering the day I sat in a doctor’s room. Why am I here, I asked myself. Then I began answering myself at the very same time. This all started by letting a guy control my life, By being negative about reality. He decided what was wrong and right for me. He told me where to and where not to. And I believe he decided that it was time to have a baby now. Confused, not knowing what to do and who to tell, considered abortion and committing suicide, but still my inner part told me to rethink everything thoroughly. As a politician, I know that teenage pregnancy is a very judgmental issue, but still am I doing it for people? February 14, I chose my sentence. The reason I call it a sentence is because I knew that whatever decision I came up with had to live in me for the rest of my life. I chose to be a mother and not just any mother but I chose to be a teenage mother. February 16, I started telling my friends, who in turn judged, laughed, and talked behind my back. Another day passed still crying about this baby that was inside me. I decided to tell my teacher. WOW, how lucky am I to get a very understanding person. She calmed me down and she was always on my side until when I told my mother. “WHAT” were the words she said before sobbing. Lucky I had someone on my side who made the path a little more easier for me.
Today, here am I, no longer confused, but with a family that is looking forward to a niece, nephew, granddaughter, and daughter. Therefore, I am no longer confused as I now have a solution. Not as easy as one will think it is. I love my unborn baby girl
