I love my Ty Le’Mari, whom I’m expecting Feb. 4. He is such a blessing to me.
He is my hero. He saved my life, along with my parents. I have the greatest, most supportive parents ever. They have my back in everything I do as long as it’s positive. I didn’t really appreciate them until I got pregnant. I had them worried a lot. I ran away all the time. I was horrible, until I found out that I was pregnant. My baby boy changed my whole life around. I go to school every day, I try my hardest, and I’m passing all of my classes.
Ty is such a lifesaver. Sometimes, I cry, thinking about how much pain my parents had to suffer behind me and my stupid actions. It’s hard for me to say I’m sorry. I’ll show them with my action that I appreciate everything they’re doing and ever done for me. Little by little, they’ll see that I’m still trying so hard to change.
My little girl Rebeckah Nicole is now 6 months old. I love her to death.
She just gets so clingy because she is having separation anxiety even though I am with her 24/7 and she is teething. I get soo overwhelmed with school and taking care of her and I know she is just a baby and she doesn’t know any better, but I can’t hold her 24/7 like I want to and like she wants me to. She drives me crazy sometimes.
SOMEONE HELP!!!! I don’t know how to do the right thing without going insane and giving up on everything.
I thought I was prego, but sadly I am not.
As much as I want another baby, right now isn’t the ideal time to conceive or raise one. I’m unemployed, suicidal, and depressed beyond reason. I need to get a better grip on things going on in my life before I bring a child into it. I wanna give my baby everything it would need, even if that means doing it alone + if I’m going to have a baby, the least I have to do is wait until I know I won’t kill myself if I get overwhelmed.
I don’t wanna leave my baby alone in this world. I don’t want to abort. Don’t want to give them up. I want to raise them. So, after I get my feet on solid ground and I’m stable for at least 5 months, I’ll try again to have another baby. Hopefully, by then, I’ll be employed + moving into the apt I just checked out yesterday.
So wish me luck!
The minute I saw the little pink line, my heart almost jumped out of my chest. A baby…a tiny little life taking charge of my womb for the next 9 months…wow. What a thought! I rarely even entertained the idea of sharing my favorite chocolate…let alone my body! He stood before me with so much love and care shining from his eyes…but he wasn’t the daddy. No, the daddy was in another town, lying comfortably in the flat we used to share, totally unaware of his life that was about to be turned upside down.
He (my friend) sat me down on the couch and asked if I wanted something to drink. Clutching a steaming cup of Milo between my shaking hands, all I could think about was that little pink line. A baby…MY baby. Not planned, totally uncalled for, unthinkable if not for the pink line. But MINE.
For three solid hours, my mind was numb, my body cold and my mouth shut tight. He guided me to the bathroom without a word, slowly undressed me and carefully lowered me into the bath. Sitting down on the floor next to the tub, he played with the bubbles and waited for me to say something. I watched the bubbles float into the air, then gently fall onto my skin. Carefully, I placed a hand where I imagined that tiny body would be lying, and looked up at him. Then the tears came. First slowly and painfully sliding down my cheeks, then more intense and before I knew it, I was crying my heart out.
So like the title says, I started my period today.
Well technically, it was yesterday at 11:50 pm…but yeah. I’m excited cuz I was getting a little worried that I might be preg cuz my husband and I have been having unprotected sex and using the pull-out method but that’s not reliable, and I’m not currently on the BC.. But i started my period, so I’m happy… Oh maybe to make something clear, I have a 4 month old and I’m not ready to have another baby yet. I may joke with my hubby about it but I’m not ready for number two yet… I’m scheduled to get the BC/IUC mirena on Sept 29th, so that’s another reason I was worried about being preg, cuz if i was got the IUC put in if I was preg, it could cause miscarriage and I’d rather have a baby than cause myself to miscarry!……
Well ne wayz…..
I am 16 and I have a daughter named Tiffany. She is a year and 3 months!
She is my everything. I love her! I have also had an abortion when I was 13, and it broke my heart!
