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.
The thought of being pregnant both excites me and scares me.
I know I’m capable of raising my own child, I’ve always wanted to have kids, but I’m afraid that I will get rejected by my parents or at least my father (my father doesn’t claim the 7 grandchildren he has now, nor does he claim his other 3 kids) and I have the eerie feeling that the guy who would be the father of the child would deny it is his. Seeing as my best friend and roommate is almost in the same situation, she’s like me. She may be pregnant, but her boyfriend will not leave (he’s my cousin and well, let’s say we have the agreement that he hurts her, I hurt him. lol) We have plans to be moved out before the babies are born. The thought of being disowned by family and friends is what hurts and scares me the most. Maybe it’s because I haven’t had to deal with it before, the stress may be starting to set in with anxiety. Seems as though if I am in fact pregnant, I won’t be able to hide it ( if you know me, I am a bigger woman)…
To sum it up, I am getting stressed, worried, and frustrated.
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
Sometimes asking the why question is not the solution. It has never been a solution.
My sister is the only one who knows about my pregnancy so far, guess what she said? Well, she said, I must have an abortion before it even shows. I can’t, not now especially since they know about the baby……I am not denying that the pregnancy came as shocking news. I am not able to tell my mom as she cares a lot about her image as school principal and my dad is a very strict, respected man in the community. How do I go about it? I’m in my second month of pregnancy and I try by all means to hide it as no one notices. I believe that I am old enough though to be taking my own decision. The first thing that came to my mind after hearing that I was pregnant, was how will my father’s congregation act. I did think about my boyfriend but he never crossed my mind as much as my father’s church, my workmates, and my mother’s students.
I have really disappointed my family, but still, I don’t think of having an abortion…..
I’m sorry I’m so young, I’m sorry I’m not married, I’m sorry everyone is going to think we won’t make it.
But you’re so new to me, and already you’re changing my life, you’re mine okay? And this means I will take care of you. I found out about you today, although I kinda knew for a while now. I think you’re two months now. We’ll find out for sure when I get to see you next week in our first sonogram. Babe I can’t wait to meet you, I know you’re going to be happy with me. And Angel too, he’s going to be a great daddy to you, I can assure you of that. He’s funny, and he’s responsible, and although you scare him he loves you too, and he’s excited to meet you. I hope you have his smile. You’re going to be so beautiful, and I can’t wait to see everything you are going to teach me I’m going to be so happy with you. I know it’s gonna be hard baby, but I’m not gonna let us be unhappy. I love you so much, more than anything and I’m not gonna let anything hurt you.
Baby, your mommy will do anything for you and I feel like we already know each other :-*
It’s a scary thing, finding out I’m seventeen and pregnant.
Sure I’ve seen my friends have their babies and I’ve told them how cute they are, and of course I’ve watched the show, saying ahh at the cute parts and feeling sad during their struggles… But now it’s me. Now it’s me with two hearts beating inside of one body. Me who’s tired, and sluggish, and hungry, really hungry. All my plans, all my dreams, they are now being rearranged because I’m not just taking care of me now. And it’s exciting as well as terrifying, but abortion isn’t an option for me. I’ve always said I am pro-choice, but my choice is to keep the beautiful baby inside of me. I know most people say that teen pregnancies are a sin and that me and my boyfriend are too young to be in love, we won’t make it. But I know him, and I know I can’t tell the future but I do know that no matter where life takes us, he’s going to be there for his baby girl or boy.
Ugh, I’m filled with mixed emotions and questions and anxiety.
