Hey I’m Mariaih and i’m 17 and pregnant. I don’t really have a huge story right now ha ha because my baby isn’t here yet but i’m pretty much always at home resting and taking care of myself for my baby because my boyfriend and my family want me too.
My boyfriend is always working or at school and all of my friend’s don’t approve of my pregnancy so i’m most of the time alone. i try and tell my boyfriend and sometimes we fight about it because he wishes he could be here more but his family won’t let him all the time and he always at least tries and talks to me when he’s not with me to see how i’m feeling and everything.
Were all trying to just figure out how to handle the situation and for right now no matter how bad i don’t like it i’m trying to at least put up with it ( and i mean not seeing him all the time lol) but i am really excited and happy for my baby. I don’t know, I was nervous at the beginning and now I just get happy thinking about how cute my baby is gonna be and how I’m really excited to meet him or her.
I am 17 years old, my goal in life is to be somewhere in forensics. That goal requires a lot of school so I came up with the plan to graduate early through an independent studies program. When august comes around and school starts back up I will have one class to finish and ill graduate in that same month.
I am currently 9 weeks pregnant, I’ve had my first ultrasound, and told my mom. My parents are divorced, and I’m staying at my dads at the time being, I feel like it was easier to tell my mom the news rather than my dad, who still doesn’t know. I’m scared of his reaction, and id like to stay with him at his house where I have my own room and personal space.
I plan to do everything for my child on my own, I don’t want to be the teen mom where my parents are more of the parents than me. I want to do it all myself and I know ill need help along the way, but its what I’m tying to do. I plan to keep my goals, and I know it will be tough and ill probably have to take a few college classes online rather than the Jr. college like I planned for general education.
I’m keeping my goals, and accepting the challenge of having this child. The “father” and I have our struggles, even if he decides not to be in the picture ill have it taken care of, it’ll be harder with out his help but I am staying positive.
I know the whole situation is going to be extremely hard, but I’m staying positive. I have thought about abortion, or adoption.
One day I plan to start a family, intentionally, and I don’t think its fair to have a baby one day I intended to have and know my baby is out there and not in my family because I wasn’t ready for it. Ready or not here he/she comes. I’m going to have this baby and work everyday to make it have the most beautiful life and still continue on with my career goals.
My mother is supportive, and I cross my fingers my dad will come around too. I know ill have my family on my side once they know, I have a 29 year old sister whose blessed our family with an adorable boy and girl, and a 23 year old sister whose in college, and a 18 year old sister and 15 year old brother who still live at home with me.
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Hi everyone. I am 18 years of age and I would like to share my story with you. My boyfriend and I have been together for almost 3 years and throughout our relationship we have talked about having a family together as most couples do. My story begins here. I have PCOS (Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome)
This is where there are multiple cysts on your ovaries and they cause irregular periods and it is harder to get pregnant and you are placed on birth control pills to help shrink the cysts and regularize your period. I was attending university at the time and also working for the Christmas holidays last year December and on New Year’s Eve and New Years’ Day I started experiencing real bad pelvic cramps and plus I had the flu really bad with fever and body pains. So I drank some ginger tea to ease up the cramps and the fever…. I realized that my cramps were not going away at all. Then the vomiting started and I was scared because I thought I had some real bad sickness due to the cysts.
So…. I tried everything to stop the vomiting because nothing was staying down in my stomach. So my mother eventually got fed up of my vomiting and took me to the doctor but because I am 18 and considered an adult, I had to go see the doctor alone. So they took a urine sample from me and the nurse came and told me that she took a pregnancy test and that I am pregnant. I told her that she was lying and that it was impossible.
So…. after leaving the doctor’s office, my mother asked me what was the problem so I told her it was gas. I just couldn’t tell her then and then too I didn’t believe that I was pregnant. So the vomiting continued… and I tried to stop it again. So I bought two pregnancy tests to check again, I took one and it came back positive so I didn’t even bother to take the other one. I was so scared but I still didn’t believe that I was pregnant so my boyfriend and I went to an ultrasound laboratory and I found out that I was 7 weeks and 3 days pregnant, I was so scared.
My boyfriend and I were surprised because we didn’t expect this and I was on the birth control pill and had the Ovarian cysts. We weren’t ready to be parents and we were afraid of telling our parents. Eventually we got the courage to tell our parents after we had spoken to the pastor of our church. We both held offices in the church. He was the Technician and Communications person in our church and I was a Superintendent and Chorister. The church held a business meeting and they dis-fellowshipped us from the church so we are no longer members of the church and in order for us to take part in church activities we must re-baptize. It has been a hard road for us.
The people we thought were there for us literally kicked us out of the church. Anyways after telling our parents, they were, of course, disappointed but now they are supporting us more than ever. I am 7 months pregnant now and both my boyfriend and I are proud expectant parents looking forward to the arrival of our child.
My boyfriend has been supportive and more loving and caring. He has a job that pays really good enough to support us and the child. I have decided to get a job after giving birth and go back to school.
I just want encourage all the young girls out there never to give up on themselves or their children both unborn and born.
Children are blessings to us. There are many people who cannot get pregnant and want and love children and would do anything to have children so count your blessings. God will see you through. Just pray and never stop praying, God will never give up on you.
I have had the worst experiences during my pregnancy. I was and still am being judged, I vomited for 4 months and even ended up in the hospital on drips feeling weak. I eventually heard about Gravol Suppositories and I take them now and they work really well so I recommend them to anyone who is going through the same thing as I did. I have learnt that as soon as you get pregnant whether planned or unplanned, your life is not your own anymore.
You have to re-build your whole life around this new life that is inside of you. Pregnancy is a beautiful thing and a great blessing even with the little complications in between. And even though there are major changes in your life, you can still achieve your goals. I hope that my story can encourage and help anyone in many ways.
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Everyone knows that an unexpected teen pregnancy is a scary ordeal, be it you’re keeping the baby, aborting, or adoption. My story is no different, because a scare is just as scary…
You have all your plans flash before your eyes, everyone telling you their input when all you want to do is wake up and figure out that it was all a scary dream… but what happens when it turns out it isn’t a scary dream?
My story is like a lot of others, but different. I dated this one guy and we were together for 10 months (Longest relationship I’ve ever had) And when I came back from china last year in July I went to his friends party (it was small no more than 7 people) and I ended up getting drunk due to jet lag ( I normally know my limit and when to stop) needless to say I lost it that night… That I started the pill in August and I stopped it in October when we broke up, also in October I had a pap smear and I got tested for stds just in case.
Everything was healthy and fine so I wasn’t worried. After we broke up I wanted to get over him as soon as I could and so I had 3 FWB one always used protection, one I never realized didn’t (though he would always pull out) and the last one after a week we started dating and I cut things off with the other two. This was in December. I also re-took up smoking in October and I’d have the occasional drink.
After December my then bf stopped using condoms and I became pregnant I didn’t notice though because my doctor said that my periods wouldn’t be regular after stopping the pill, so I kept smoking. I miscarried that February and two months later he and I broke up…
I decided in April that I wanted to come back to China and then in May I grew closer with my most recent ex’s family… I started staying over at his sisters or his younger brothers (they didn’t live with their mom) I was still smoking and occasionally having a drink and my periods were fairly regular, I knew to expect them around the beginning of every month, and that was generally a few days after I ovulated which varied from cycle to cycle.
During the month of June my recent ex’s brother and I had grown so close (they are half brothers just going t o put that out there and I’ve known him for longer than I’ve known his brother) that we decided to start dating, despite the fact that I was going to China.
Now my periods are normally heavy with major cramps due to ovarian cysts every period (it runs in my moms side of the family) and they last 7 days. After my miscarriage my periods returned to normal, I got them like that up until June… which I found odd. My period in June was 5 days, and medium to light, more brown discharge than an actual period, I didn’t think anything of it though.
The first week of June I had my graduation and he and I got drunk and had sex for the first time together, after that we consummated 12 more times (I figured it out earlier this month) and all unprotected…
The week before I left for China I had bleeding that started on the 18th and that went until the 25th (it ended that morning) it was a mix of spotting and watery blood, mostly spotting that would happen every 5 hours or so, so I hardly noticed it, it was watery blood on the 21st-23rd and it pretty much stopped. Then on the 25th in the morning I wiped and it was like normal implantation bleeding and I haven’t had any bleeding since…
This month I missed my period I’ve been having more headaches, food aversions and cravings, lower backaches, cramping, bloating, sore heavy tingly and sensitive breasts, I’ve been far more moody than I should be, I’ve been gassy, and I’ve been needing more water than I’m used to…
First off I’ve been in China for 4 weeks now, the temperature is warmer than what I’m used to, I’m over my jet lag, and I’ve told my father that I might be pregnant…
With the food thing I used to try to avoid spice but now I feel the need to add spice to all of my meals, I all but vomit when I eat oatmeal (I used to eat it no problem) I used to always fry my food because it was really simple and I liked it, not I can’t stand it. I always want fruit (the more the better) I don’t really like sour and I used to eat lemons like oranges. I don’t really like bacon, but now I can’t get enough of it!
I took 5 tests and they all came back negative, the last one I took was on the 18th of June, I also have hormonal problems, and I’ve been having ovarian cysts since I was about 13-14 years old with every period, so if I have a cyst now this is the first time without my period…
I calculated on a few different websites when I should be able to test and some told me I tested too early whereas other tell me I should be able to test and get an accurate result…
After reading my story it’s not like the average teen pregnancy, and nothing about it had been normal, and Distance is no help.
I am SO glad I found this community of support for abortion recovery! I started a blog yesterday to share my story of 3 abortions nearly 10 years ago which almost ended my life through depression and suicidal thoughts. I am sharing some of my post below. I am amazed every day and how far one can come in light of forgiveness and grace.
It’s Time for Healing …
I truly start this blog with tears in my eyes and it simply does not get any more real then that. Of all those I know and in particular those closest to me, I can count on one hand the people who know the true extent of my past …
I live in a county with one of the highest number of churches in the United States. We have no abortion clinics in this county. There are Mennonites, Amish and just about every other form of believer here. When meeting a person for the first time one of the most common questions asked is “what church do you attend” … it is not IF but where. Yes this here is God’s country.
So I write this with a heavy heart as the majority of my friends in this area (all but 2) are unaware of my past. They see me as “one of them” a believer, a sister in Christ, a redeemed soul. But they do not know the prior me. I struggle with whether that truly even matters? What would they say? What would they think? How would they react? I do not know. It is frightening yes…but we are ALL sinners saved by grace and the loving and just God we serve does not ‘rank’ sins. So would they still accept me? They are my sisters in Christ and without a doubt I can confidently say the answer is yes.
Where I come from, while only a few states away … might as well be another planet. I grew up knowing virtually no one who went to church. No one talked about God, about Jesus, about the love from above, about redemption, about being saved … none of it. Sure there was church. My mom would drag my sister and I every now and again on a Sunday to a Catholic church which for me meant being forced to ‘sit still’ and ‘be quiet’ for an hour and a half. To this day I could not tell you a thing that was said, though I do remember saying the Lord’s Prayer every time. We received communion though I had no idea why at least I was able to move from the pew for a couple minutes which made me happy. You get the idea.
I sit here typing this with God filling my heart. For quite some time I have felt the itch to share my story with others. I would question God on this feeling as I have never considered myself a writer or someone with the knowledge of the Gospel equipped to share it with anyone. Yet I still felt God telling me … this needs to be heard, move now.
So there I sat in church this past Sunday. A wonderful message about serving others and the fact that faith is dead without works. A tinge in my heart started to light a fire. The pastor discussed how Jesus took the most unexpected, sometimes least educated, as disciples to share His news. That no matter what season in life we MUST serve Him in order to truly be filled with Christ. And then the pastor mentioned an agency near and dear to my heart … one which talks to teens and women contemplating abortion. BAM a light bulb moment happened. I came home and applied to volunteer immediately as a counselor. No more excuses, no more reasons to shy away … it is MY time to share my story.
And so it begins ….
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Hi Guys! You have no idea how happy I was to find out that this website still exists! This site was my refuge back in my teenage years–with pregnancy and all that stuff. I just want to share my story and how StandUpGirl.com has helped me become who I am today.
I was 16 that time. I had a boyfriend, who I was always with all the time. We had a fairly good relationship I can say. But that was only in the beginning. We used to drink a lot. And I mean a whole lot. We always get drunk and never really cared. Then came the serious stuff, boom! I got pregnant. When I told my boyfriend about it, he pulled a disappearing act on me! (I had no idea he had some magic tricks! just kidding) All he told me was he wasn’t ready for a child and it was my choice. He also said that if I was to have an abortion, he wouldn’t help me because it’s against his belief. What a douche! I didn’t know what to do. I cannot really confide to my friends who are at the same age bracket as mine because I don’t think they can accept it. I don’t know but it felt like I was not 16 at the time. I felt like I was already in my 20’s. Since I cannot tell anyone, I decided to find other options. That feeling when you just cannot contain the guilt and the shame anymore that you just need to tell someone. And writing it in a journal won’t even help. I tried a help line for pregnant teenagers, but the women I spoke with doesn’t seem to be of any help at all. It was like they were just reading some scripts and never cared about my true feelings. Then I decided to google my situation and found StandUpGirl.com. It was like the gates of heaven opened in front of me. I read stories from different women and how they have survived it. I have found a lot of inspiration from these women.Unfortunately, I had a miscarriage. Maybe it was because of too much stress or I don’t know. But because I was young and stupid at 16, I went and continue my relationship with my magician boyfriend. He said that if I ever get pregnant again, he will stay by my side and never leave. (to me it was like the hallelujah chorus). Two years later, I got pregnant again. He never left when he found out, though there were some changes in him. I decided to keep the baby. And oh by the way, I was in my freshman year and had to go to school with my very pregnant uterus. My parents decided I need to finish my Bachelor’s degree. Thank God for very understanding parents! I was 19 when I delivered my healthy baby boy.
Then began the horror, my then boyfriend became so different. He suddenly gets jealous a lot, accused me of things, and then he started hitting me. I thought it was just a phase but it became a cycle. We started living together in a house when my child turned 2. It was a nightmare for me. I left my friends because he was too concerned that I might have a relationship with some of them(hello, though he knows all of my GUY friends are GAY!). He was pushing me into marrying him but I never said yes.
It took a lot of courage to finally decide to leave that man. I was in my fourth year when we separated. And it was a liberation! At first, I was afraid of the single mother stigma. To me, I would rather live with that stigma than be miserable the rest of my life with that man. Fortunately, I was able to graduate with a Bachelor’s degree in Nursing.
Now, I can tell you that leaving that man was the best decision I have ever made.I am now a Registered Nurse. The stigma doesn’t exist. In the modern world of ours today, single mothers are celebrated and respected. I salute any man who falls in love with a single mother!
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