My son Kieran Xavier was born on the 22 of November, 6 weeks premature; 5 pound 5 ounces.
We all thought we were going to lose him. He was in the hospital for just over 4 weeks and we had nothing but problems with the special care nursery staff. They almost dropped him, his head was hit on the humidity crib, left in dirty nappies for hours, missed out on feeds, and my milk was dried up due to stress. I had to put him on formula. Now we have him home, he is thriving. His last weigh-in two weeks ago was 8 pounds 9 ounces. His father came to see him once, only to say he still didn’t think he was his and that he wanted nothing to do with him. We are currently fighting for a court order for a DNA test and for his dad to sign the birth certificate and for child support.
I am in a happy relationship now and my partner loves my son as much as he does me
21 weeks
It’s been a while since my last update. Bubby has been kicking since the 15th week and I found out last week that I’m having a baby boy. Things still haven’t improved between my baby’s dad and me, but I am starting to get used to the fact that we will never get back together, despite the fact that he says he loves me. He has had nothing to do with Bub at all, hasn’t helped with stuff for Bub and the nursery, and is still telling people that it isn’t his baby. I have had to pay for all of the things I have gotten for the baby, had to do cleaning and shopping, and he has been no help at all. He expects me to do everything. I seriously doubt we will be living in the same house for much longer. I have decided to call our son Kieran Xavier. He is so gorgeous. At the ultrasound last week, he was kicking the scanning wand away and hiding from the cameras. And he flashed Nathaniel to show him he was a boy! Morning sickness still hasn’t passed so looks like it is something I will have to put up with. Along with back, rib, and stomach pain, major hormone changes, high blood pressure, and prenatal depression. I really can’t wait until it is time for Kieran to be born. But things aren’t easy. I am finding it hard to find baby items that I need and there are only 4 and a half months left. Plus I still have to finish planning my baby shower which is about 2 and a half months away. I still haven’t even found a new house and I have to start doing that soon if I am going to have a place for me and Kieran to live when he is born. He really is everything to me and I am so glad there was never serious doubt as to whether or not I would keep him.
My life has changed so much, but I believe it is for the better because he has given me so much purpose
8 weeks, 2 days now.
So I went to my first scan yesterday. I got to see and hear the heartbeat. 169 bpm, perfectly healthy but sitting a little low for my dates. Anyway, my boyfriend is getting used to the fact that he is going to be a daddy and we are starting to sort things out. I get another scan in 4 weeks and then get to post some pics. Yesterday was amazing, seeing my little miracle on the screen, not even 2cm long yet, and knowing that it is actually inside of me. I really can’t wait to be a mum and am going to treasure every single day. The morning sickness has calmed down for now, but the doc says it will anyway in a few weeks, so that will be a relief. It is going to be so great when the time comes that my baby starts to kick. Feeling it move around inside of me will be totally magical. Things are going to change so much for us and I just hope we are able to cope with it all. All that matters to me is my family now though and I will do anything to keep it safe and happy. I’m even trying to get into a first aid and childcare course and hoping to get my P plates before I have the baby so I won’t always be relying on my boyfriend. The doc said my baby is due around January 2nd, so with a great chance of having a New Year’s baby. I really can’t wait.
I buy my baby book in 3 days, so I can start to record events about ultrasounds and information about the baby’s progress.
I’m 19 and have recently found out I’m pregnant. I thought my boyfriend, 23, would be happy. We had planned for a while to have children. Then he comes home with evidence that two years ago, after his fourth child, he had a vasectomy, but I didn’t cheat on him. I know this baby is his and that his operation must have been a failure, but no matter what I say he won’t believe it.
It is awful that because of this, my child is going to be raised without its father, with me as its only family. I find out how far along I am next week. Then I’m going to inquire about an amniocentesis, to find out when I can have it to prove to my boyfriend the baby is his. I never wanted to be a single mother, but there is no way I could turn to abortion or adoption. I was pushed into an adoption when I was still a child at 14 and I could never do that again. I had the thought to get an abortion today. I even looked up prices, but it just didn’t feel right to take away a part of me, to rob my baby of its chance to live. I know it is going to be tough and I will have a lot of judgment from other people about keeping my baby, but I know that it is the right thing to do. I know I want to keep this baby, to raise it myself. I’m looking at a place today for me, the baby, and a few close friends, so at least I have some support. There is no way that I can continue to live with my boyfriend if he will not accept that this life, this innocent little baby inside me, is something we created together. It is just not how I am. I can’t live the lie that he wants people to believe. He can paint me as the bad person, but there is no way I will let those feelings reach my baby, to harm my baby as they surely would.
I will keep posting updates as I get further along and let you all know of the outcome.
