It all started 6 months ago in November with this feeling I couldn’t shake. It was the feeling that I was pregnant and that I wouldn’t get my period that month. Really, I had the feeling that I was pregnant since me and my ex-boyfriend had un-protected sex. And the feeling only grew when the weeks in November rolled by. It was the second to last week of November and my boyfriend told me over MSN that he had ALREADY moved away from Ontario to Alberta, and that our relationship was over. I was devasted. He had been my first boyfriend and we had been dating for over 4 months. After he told me that he was now in Alberta, I told him I was pretty sure I was pregnant. He was shocked. He told me it was my decision on what to do about it.
Well, the first thing I did was take a pregnancy test. I had hidden it in a drawer in my room. Well, I took it first thing in the morning before I went to school. And that stupid lil pink sign was positive. I was soo scared. I always thought I would have a abortion when/if I had gotten pregnant before I was 18. Well November, turned into December, then Christmas holidays. And before I knew it, It was the first Monday back after holidays. Well, I woke up that morning and had horrible morning sickness. I just told my mom I must be catching the flu or something. And stayed home sick that day. I sleeped till almost 3 in the afternoon. The next day, I got sick again. Well, then I told my mom I thought I might be pregnant. Well she was upset , but mostly just concerned. On Thursday, she came home with a pregnancy test for me to take. I prayed that it would be negative but no, it was positive again, I was definitely pregnant. 2 weeks later, me and my mom had a heart to heart about it. I told her it had been my first time, but it wasn’t really. But that night, we decided we we’re keeping the baby, I was staying in school and i would always be living with them. It was a hard road to decide that but its the only decision I could make and not regret.
And to this day, I still don’t regret it.
