How long till you finally realize that you have to step up and be a man?
People aren’t always going to wait on you hand and foot. I’m already going to be raising one baby. I don’t need to be raising you also. I didn’t make this baby on my own and if you don’t start acting like a man and being there for me, and quit calling me a piece of sh!t and a worthless B!+ch. I’m not going to sit here and let you abuse me mentally and physically anymore. I have me and the baby to think about.
And if you don’t pull your head out of your @ss, then I’m done!!!!
Soo right now, all I can do is hope.
I have a blood test in the next couple of days to see if I’m pregnant again. I’m scared…But not because I might be having a baby. I’m scared because I might not be. I didn’t want to have an abortion, but I thought I loved my ex so much that when he told me he’d leave me, I did whatever he told me to. I’m 15, but if I must say so myself, I have lived a long and hard 15 years. So I thought I might tell you some stuff about myself. Well, I have never met my father. He left before I was born. It kind of hurts knowing how much he’s missed, but that’s his fault. When I was 12, my mum, my two brothers, and I moved to Port Macquarie NSW in Australia. I met some friends that I thought were great, but it turns out they were into some bad stuff. By the time I was 14, I was an alcoholic and was addicted to a drug called gas. I was also in government care because I was that out of control. Mum couldn’t help me anymore.
At the start of last year, I got raped. After it happened, that’s when things got worse. I was self-harming and I had no self-respect. My family moved to Brisbane and I was there alone. All I wanted was to be loved and for someone to want me, and care for me. I had a lot of older boys tell me they love me. Then as soon as they got what they wanted, they left. On the 1st of March, at 11 at night, I had my group of friends drinking on what we called the Warf. My best friend, Mitch, and his two friends left to go to a party and we stayed behind not wanting to go. At 12 o’clock, my friend came to me screaming and crying, telling me something happened to Mitch. I laughed at her and told her it wasn’t funny and walked away. The next morning, my friend and her dad who I was living with at the time came into my room. They looked very concerned. I sat up and they gave me a cup of coffee. They didn’t say anything for a while. I thought I was in trouble. Eventually, they told me something happened last night, to Mitch. He got beaten and thrown in front of a car. Mitch died that night.
As soon as I lost Mitch, I turned my life around. I now do not drink or take drugs. I’m back at my mum’s house and we have a very happy and close relationship. It was a long and hard year to get to where I am, but I had faith in myself and I knew I could change to make myself a better person for me and for everyone around me… Basically, what I’m trying to tell everyone is when I was down and had nothing, all I had left was hope, and faith in myself. Sometimes in life, you only have yourself to rely on.
I just want you all to know, you CAN do it. I promise you that.
I’m 15, turning 16 in just 2 weeks, but that’s hardly crossed my mind.
I’ve been stressed over if I’m pregnant for many months. I haven’t had my period in 5 months and each day, I worry more and more. Me and my boyfriend talk about it frequently and he is very supportive. I’m scared to take a pregnancy test. My stomach seems to be bigger and I joined the YMCA membership and recently tried my bathing suit on to go swimming but was discouraged by the size of my stomach. I sometimes feel like I’m feeling kicking in my stomach, just lately, but it’s only about 3 or 4 times then it stops. I can’t stand the smell of cigarettes anymore. I was a smoker up to about 5 months ago. Then one day and I just couldn’t smoke the cigarette, or even smell one, and it’s been like that for the last several months. I have an appointment with the Gyno in a few weeks. My boyfriend’s family is supportive. Though they don’t know for sure if I’m pregnant and neither do I. His sister says she’ll buy me a test, but I’m scared to take it.
I haven’t even brought up my concern to any of my family members.
Hello everyone. I want to talk about my almost-over pregnancy.
Me and my boyfriend (now fiancé) have been through a lot. I have loved him since I was 13 and he didn’t know. When I had my first boyfriend at 14, I loved him, but it wasn’t the same. It was like I was making up for my now fiancé. One night in September, me and my boyfriend were in a car accident. He’d just given me a necklace and I had given him a kiss on the cheek, distracting him. We accidentally ran through a red light and got hit. I woke up at the hospital, 4 days later, and everyone was there, but the first face I saw was my current boyfriend. He was talking to me alone and I woke up then he kissed me. Then I demanded to know what had happened to my first boyfriend and he sadly told me that he didn’t make it. Worse for me, I had missed his funeral.
5 months later, I was 15, but still so sad. I lost weight and stopped talking to people. Then my current boyfriend pulled me out of the darkness and helped me through my depression. 2 months after that, he asked me out and we have been going out ever since but it didn’t end there. He accidentally got run over and was hurt kinda bad, but he pulled through thankfully.
Last year, we slept together, but I didn’t know he didn’t wear protection! A few weeks later, I started feeling really weird and kind of sick and I had missed a period. Scared, I looked up pregnancy symptoms. They matched mine exactly. So I bought 3 tests. I asked him to come over to do them with me when my family was out and they were all positive. My first reaction was what have I done? I was only 17 and I was going to be a mum! The second I knew, I knew what I was going to do. Abortion wasn’t an option ever. I would never kill my child. It wasn’t its fault it wasn’t planned. I told him that and he agreed. He asked about adoption and I said maybe. My siblings tortured me about being adopted even though I wasn’t. I felt terrible and there was no way I was going to do that to an innocent child.
We got an appointment and I was only a few weeks along, just under a month. We were so scared as three months went by and found out we were expecting….a girl! As soon as I saw that heartbeat again and found out I was having a daughter, I knew we were going to keep her. Now we had to tell our parents. We went to his first and his mum was a little disappointed, but said she would support us. But his dad went nuts saying, I should get rid of it. When I said I wouldn’t, he said I was selfish because I was ruining his son’s life and if I kept it ( he didn’t know it was a girl), I would ruin its life as well. I ran out crying but my boyfriend told me that he loved me and that his dad’s opinion didn’t matter.
When we told my parents, my mum was sad and my dad kicked me out, saying he would not see me if I didn’t give up my baby. I lived in his house until we got a flat, which we did, and then we still went to church despite our parents being there. I loved this baby, but I hated all the stares and comments, but my youth group supported me. We have a two-bedroom apartment and the entire nursery is yellow with like white and pink flowers on the ceiling. My parents helped out with money. We don’t know what to name our daughter. Some suggestions would be nice.
When I was five and a half months along, we were asked to perform at a wedding, just the two of us plus some back up singers. And since I love the tv show Glee, we copied them and sung Marry You. We were dancing around (not too much for me), but I didn’t know he had a hidden agenda. At the end of the song, in front of a lot of people, he proposed and i said….YES!!!! I have a yellow and clear sparkler on my wedding finger now. I am now 7 and a half months along and I cant wait to see our gorgeous baby girl. I need names that are graceful like Grace and Charlotte.
I will keep you all posted
Okay, so here’s my situation.
I’m in 12th grade and I had applied for college before I found out I was pregnant. The only problem is that the program I need is at least 2 hours away and my boyfriend still has one year of high school left to go. Which means I can’t just bring the baby with me cause that isn’t fair to him. I’m due August 26th. School, both high school and college, starts like 2 weeks later. So college at this point is a big no-no.
But I could graduate and work all year next year. But when it comes to reapplying for college, I feel like I’m missing some courses. I want my English Lit. which I don’t have and I want another writing course. I’m taking English 12 right now, but I and my teacher keep butting heads and I have breakdowns in her class. I can’t take it anymore so if I drop out and won’t graduate. I still have one more option…
There is this school for teen parents down the road from my school (YPSP), but to get it you cannot have graduated. So if I don’t graduate and go there next year, I can finish any courses I want and get free daycare. these are the services you get there:
- Parenting programs
- Life skills training
- Opportunity to receive a high school diploma
- Licensed childcare provided on-site
- Playroom for children and their mothers
- Scholarships for post-secondary education
- Advocacy
- Outreach for individual support to rural areas of the County
Like I donno if it would be better for me to just take it slow for now and then go there next year. That way, I can finish the same year as my boyfriend, or if I should just see if I can finish my English class online. But I also have another class that I absolutely hate and that I don’t need because I don’t wanna go to college for that.
What should I do!!?? HELP!
Hi,
The best thing that has ever happened to me is my boyfriend. We have had sex in the past and decided to do it again. I’m 13 years old and he is 14. I know we are very young, but I’m pregnant. I have the symptoms; heartburn, peeing a lot, fatigue, major abdominal pain, and nausea. I will be about 2-3 weeks prego, I’m not sure. I would never ever consider abortion. And my sister is taking me to a Planned Parenthood by my house. Then buying me a few extra tests, just in case it shows up negative. And that’s not right. No rude comments, this is my baby and I’m gonna keep him/her. If I am stupid enough to mess up and create him/her, then I will raise her. Therefore, she is my child!
Next year, I will go to a school that allows you to have your baby there because it’s for young mothers. But the hardest thing I’m gonna have to do is tell my mother.
