Thought I would keep a blog about what I’m going through… So here it is…
Four weeks ago, I started having cramps, and one day of light spotting. I think it’s my period, but the bleeding stops, and the cramps remain. Alarm bells go off when I think about how long ago my last period was, and the fact that I had sex a few weeks back and the condom broke. So pee’d on a stick and there it was, in two little pink lines confirming my worst fear. So now knowing I’m pregnant, there was bleeding and constant pain with cramps. I take myself to the hospital thinking that there could be something wrong.
7 hours later, I get to see a doctor. Blood tests were taken and an ultrasound was done. The baby is all good according to them, but then I find out that my blood type is O-, and the complications that occur in negative mums were explained. I couldn’t process all this info in one day, and the thought of being a single mum at 24 was never a dream of mine.
So I made an appointment at an abortion clinic for the following week and told the father, who was a friend of mine. He was more than happy to pay half with me, but later gave me all the money for it, which kinda made me feel bad. Almost like he was paying me to do this.
Whilst at the hospital, I was given an Anti-D shot, which helps protect future pregnancies in negative blood group mums carrying positive babies. However, seeing as I had already had been bleeding, there was a chance it was too late. If that blood was my baby’s from two weeks ago, my body would have already produced antibodies, which will attack any positive fetus I may later carry in life. But I still went through with the abortion…
The clinic took more blood, and called me a few days later, telling me that I had antibodies in my blood now and that I needed to get more blood tests done to see if I had ‘The’ antibodies, the ones that would make giving birth to a healthy normal baby 75% less likely.
So here I am today… Knowing that your first pregnancy would not be affected by the antibodies, knowing that I aborted it, knowing now that there is a very high chance I will have one miscarriage after the other. But not knowing for another 6 weeks whether I have the antibodies or not… Not until my body gets back to normal after this pregnancy will they be able to find out.
So, here’s hoping I don’t. But if I do, here’s hoping Mr. Right is in the 19% of Australians who have a negative blood type.
Having a abortion is hard enough to go through for any women, but knowing that that may have been your only chance to a healthy baby… I’m not letting it show to friends, but its killing me inside.
I have been with my boyfriend for 6 months as of today.
I found out a week ago that I was prego. At first, I was scared but now I’m not. I’m in love with my boyfriend. He is in love with me and we are committed to being good parents. I know a lot of people are gonna judge me. I don’t care if we didn’t plan on getting me prego, but I am. So what? I’m not getting an abortion and now I’m gonna do what obviously God planned me to do.
I’m still kinda nervous in the end, but I know it will all be good in the end.
Good day all
I was 17 when it all happened. I dated someone who I thought was an amazing guy. We dated for 7 months and in the 5th month, I fell pregnant. We tried for 5 months and nothing happened. When I told him that I am pregnant, he said it was not his and that I should have an abortion. My dad and my then-boyfriend forced me to have an abortion. I actually did not know I had a choice to say no. Today, I know that I can say no. For years afterwards, I blamed myself; calling myself a killer and a murderer. And today, I am better. I always think about what the little one would have looked like.
I believe in my heart it would have been a boy.
It’s been over a year since my child’s father left me, yet I know I’m still not yet over him.
He left when I was about months along with my son Jayden, for his other girlfriend who was also pregnant at the time. (I had NO idea about any of that). From day one, I had to do it all on my own, taking Jayden to his appointments, buying him things on my limited budget on my own, everything. It pained me watching them together, him supporting her while I had to work, sometimes getting to school on a few hours of sleep. He wasn’t there for Jayden’s first words or steps. He wasn’t there for the christening, wasn’t there for his first birthday party. Yet why am I still feeling hurt? After all that he has and hasn’t done for/to me, why does it still hurt? When I do see him out with his daughter he had with his gf, I can’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy. Why did he pick her child over mine? What was wrong with me for him to have left me and be with her? So many questions. I hate that it’s been so long and I still think about him.
Can’t wait for these thoughts to go away.
I found out I was pregnant in October.
At first, everything was crazy. I was scared but I knew I was going to keep him. My boyfriend had just entered the army and was leaving for basic training soon, up until then he went to my doctor’s appointment with me. Everything was going great!
I first felt my little boy move the day I turned 17 weeks. I was so happy I called everybody! 20 weeks came around and I got a little worried, my baby always moved so much, and I didn’t feel him all day! So I scheduled a doctor’s appointment. I knew in my heart that something wasn’t right.
The doctor did an ultrasound and said there was a little fluid on his brain, but that could go away just as soon as it came. He said don’t worry, but he made me an appointment with a specialist for the following week.
With all that was up there, I was so scared. I was in the car with my mom so I didn’t say too much. I didn’t want to worry her. I went back there and lay on the bed. As soon as she put the ultrasound to my stomach and I saw her face, I knew my little boy wasn’t here anymore.
She told me she couldn’t say anything. She had to get the doctor and when he came in, he just confirmed what I already knew. There was no heartbeat.
The following day, I gave birth to him. He was beautiful! But, so tiny.
They told me the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck.
We buried him, but to this day, I always feel like he is here! I love him so much and the only thing that gets me through every day is the fact I know when I go to heaven, God will hand me my baby boy and I’ll raise him like I’m supposed to
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I’ve been pregnant, but lost it before the 1st scan which me and my partner were devastated about.
Now after that, I just want a baby. Just knowing something was growing inside me made me feel happy and all that, but now I feel lost. My partner just wants a baby as well, but we are worried about what our parents will say. I’ve been told if I get pregnant, I’ll be kicked out of the house so I really don’t know what to do. I know how to look after a baby because when I was 8, I had to look after my sister after she was born and now and again we help look after his baby sister that just makes me want a baby even more.
I seriously don’t know what to do x
