December, I found out I was pregnant with a lad I was seeing…
I thought the world of him. But before we met, he lost his job and was on the dole smoking weed,
but I always had hopes he’d changed…
When I found out I was pregnant, we were both excited. But then he changed, started worrying, and didn’t seem as committed!
My ex found out I was pregnant and adamant on keeping it. I was 19 and worked full-time with a caring and stable family behind me, even though they didn’t approve. They were happy, sometimes!
But my ex made me think of my past and that I couldn’t cope with a baby.
Gradually, he made me think I couldn’t handle myself, never mind a baby…
He promised he’d be there for me and we’d have a future with a stable life.
I believed him.
So at 17 weeks pregnant, I went to the hospital and had to get scanned and go through the mental and physical pain of something I’ll never forget!
Neither the father nor my ex wanted to know… I felt like such a horrible selfish naive person…
6 months on and I feel like I can’t move on. I’ve tried and still speak to the could-be father but I constantly feel guilty that there could be my baby next to me, full of life and for me to care for.
I feel lost, guilty, scared, and confused!! I have no idea how to feel, to be honest…
Here I am! I’m supposed to be spending my time in school… Enjoying stuff such as studying… Going out with friends…… Dating, drinking, etc…… But now, the result of being a rebel child led me to this situation…
Yes, I know it’s still early… I have the chance to abort my baby as others think just to protect their embarrassment. which was my own mother’s suggestion which made me angry with her. I don’t know why she wants to add my mistakes… I mean it’s a big sin to kill a child! Especially on my part, being a teen pregnant that’s not yet married… So I ran away from home… It’s my 4th time to run away but this time, my mom threw me away and told me “I don’t have a daughter anymore!”
I knew, at first, that she already knew that I’m pregnant… My boyfriend, whom I met on Facebook, (one town apart from each other) then we started to go see each other, was my baby’s father… I don’t know why of all the other guys whom I loved so much and gave my all. Why with hi, did I let myself be pregnant? I don’t even know him that much…
He’s 22 and I’m 15…Such a difference… I’m a minor and he’s not… But when I told him through text message bout my pregnancy, I told him slowly, not exactly straight to the point… I asked him “Do you like babies?” He told me back “Why? Are you pregnant?”… I replied… “No! Of course not!”… I refused at first… And he told me back “Alas! You must be sterile!”… And I thought he would want to have a kid… Then I told him I’m not yet sure if I am… But I’m gonna buy a pregnancy test for further assurance, but he told me “I hope you’re not so that you can continue your studies.” Then I swallowed a little bit hard… Then there it is… I am really pregnant…
Then I set a date for us to meet personally to tell him that I’m pregnant… He told me, why are your eyes hollow?.. I told him I’m pregnant… Let’s talk about this matter… Then we went to a restaurant and talked about this… He’s very calm like he’s not worrying at all… (One reason that I don’t want to marry him is because he told me I’m his 106th girlfriend. Think about it!). He told me that he’s gonna support the baby, but nobody should know about this. But how can I keep it? Sooner and later it will… Then we started arguing bout the baby’s name.. Well. What the hell! Why are we discussing it even though my tummy is not big enough… Damn… lol… But at least he made me laugh and forget all my problems…
But my terror and villainous mom always ruined our settled decisions… I thought we were already clear with each other that she’ll not help me with even a single coin…
Then and there, she threatened me that she will file my boyfriend a case.. a lifetime sentence, she added.. (What kind of mother do you think my mom is?) If she does… What will happen to me and to my baby if he gets imprisoned? I thought my mom is smart.. She still had her idiot and moron side… Now my dad in Dubai is very worried bout my situation… I think many of my relatives knew about the situation… As of now, we were just friends… We broke up… And I thought the reason was my mom… But he told me that he will support our baby… So risky life of mine… I think not all were yet ready to accept it…
But for me… I know God gave me this challenge cause He knows that I can do this…
Well… I’m 15, but turning 16… I don’t know why I don’t feel so scared about it…
Even though my mom doesn’t want this. She even wants me to abort the baby… But I don’t… As long as my X is on my side, I will raise the child…
I might be so stubborn that I still drink beer… But it’s just my trip to forget my messy life… And to focus on my situation…
Well, things in life seem to be good one minute then downhill the next.
The FOB (Father of the Baby) and I started talking and things started to work out. But then, all of a sudden, it went bad. He says that he only wants to be there for the baby and only wants to hear about the baby. If it has to do with me, he doesn’t want to hear about it. Truthfully, it makes me sad because I’m CARRYING HIS BABY and HE IS BEING A COMPLETE JERK TO ME. I know my emotions might have caused problems between him and me. But I can’t control them sometimes. I guess I’m taking it hard because being PREGNANT IS HARD. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMORE.
I’M TRYING TO STAY STRONG BUT IT’S EASIER SAID THAN DONE.
Okay so, I’m 16 years old now. I have a younger boyfriend who’s 15. I love him dearly. He loves me too.
So me and him had PROTECTED sex last Friday, planned and everything. It was weird but great. He’s incredible. So we had sex again, again PLANNED. . . Only thing is, he came inside me but last time he didn’t. So the 1st time we did it, I felt stomach pain (A little) then the second time we did, it I felt severe stomach, even right now at this moment.
My family is a strong Christian family and they believe in abstinence till marriage, but marriage doesn’t always go as planned. But we love each other sooooo much. No matter the 1 year age difference. Everyone see how much we love each other. So what I’m asking is SHOULD I GET A PREGNANCY TEST??
I need guidance quickly. WHAT SHOULD WE DO?!
I got pregnant at 15 with my almost a year-long relationship with my first love.
I was missing my period, but I didn’t think I was pregnant because I had a thyroid disease and I missed my period a lot. So when I started to feel sick and getting somewhat bigger, I took two tests to be sure and it was positive. When I went to the doctor, I found out I was 3 months along. I wasn’t the one who told my parents. My sister told them for me. Everyone looked at me like I was a huge disappointment and I cried. I was the last one of my sisters that my parents thought would get pregnant and I happened to be the second.
My daughter’s father came over and told me and my parents that he planned to be there for me and the baby. He was going to join the army and everything. New Year’s, he asked me to marry him and I said yes. 10 minutes later, I found him on top of another girl. I beat the hell out of him in the hallway and his dad took me home. We broke up. I went to all of my appointments alone until my friend came with me. My mom and my other sister found out they were pregnant too. We went through it all together almost. I went in at 7 am to get induced July 13 and I got the epidural and when I reached 7 centimeters, she tilted her head. My doctor came in and told me I need to go into an emergency C-section. So they wheeled me off. My mother came with me and held my hand until I fell asleep. And I woke up in the recovery room. I kept asking where is my baby, where is my baby? Then asked where my mom was. When I got to my room, my former boyfriend held my hand so tight, thanking God I was okay.
He cried a little when he held Natalie Ann in his arms. I was so out of it that when I held her, I was crying frantically. Then out of nowhere, I feel asleep. I woke up and only five people where left; my ex, my parents, my little sister, and my friend. I spent 3 days after that in the hospital. He went to jail a day before I got out. I bailed him out 3 days after I got out of the hospital and he went back to his girlfriend and didn’t give me a second look. Until one day when he was picking Natalie up for the first time in 3 months. He asked if we could hang out sometime, the 3 of us. We got back together and have been since. We are going to get married. I’m not sure when yet, but I can’t wait. It’s going to be great. He gets out of jail July 4th. Me and Natalie are so excited to see him again.
Natalie is going to be two in a few weeks. I graduate from high school August 4th and then into college I go.
