So it’s July 18, yeah? And I still have no clue if I’m pregnant or not. I’ve had 2 signs of possibly being pregnant and that’s it. 1- I’m missing my period and 2- my breasts are a little sensitive. It’s been well over a month and I haven’t done one thing to figure out what the answer is — Well, I mean I’ve done research, but haven’t gotten tested.
I’m scared – we are scared. He said if I am, he’ll start to work and only play one sport. I told him he doesn’t need to go to one sport, but he keeps telling me has to. I’m scared, but both in a good and bad way. The good way: I’ve never had someone this close to me be willing to give up a sport or anything for that matter for me. Well, technically it’s not for me, it’s for the possible baby that could be on the way. The bad way: I could be pregnant and I’m so scared my parents will disown me, no joke. I know people say, “Oh they won’t disown you, sweetie. They’re just going to be disappointed and then they’ll get over the shock and then they’ll be supportive.” But with my luck, they could disown me!
I dunno what I’m gonna do. And when school starts, I’m gonna be screwed because all I can think of is keeping the baby vs adoption, the baby, my life and future, etc. It’s all going downhill. And I feel so alone, even though I have you ladies and my boyfriend to support me. I dunno what I’d do if I didn’t have him. He’s the love of my life. My mom says it’s just puppy love, but I don’t think it is; I think it’s the real deal. Even though I’m Catholic and he’s Mormon which will be a big deal for when the baby comes if we decide to keep it, what we’re going to baptize him/her.
Oh and right now, I am 5 weeks and 2 days pregnant (July 18).
Thanks ladies, so much.
I fell in love many times, but all of it failed. I don’t know why.
People need to be hurt first before they realize that they are in love… Like now, my present boyfriend. At first, I thought I didn’t love him that much… But when it started, then he neglected me… I’m so very hurt.. so much… There are so many times that he makes me cry, but as always, I forget all about it and forgive him… Sometimes I want to give up… But thinking of how I lost him and he got another woman…
Wow, it makes me die… Really…
I think about it every year.
So I picked up a pen.
Happy birthday.
I love you for whoever you would have been. I’ve got a million excuses as to why you died.
Who’s to say it would have worked, who’s to say it wouldn’t have.
From the heavens to the womb to the heavens again
From the ending to the ending never got to begin.
Maybe one day we can meet face-to-face
In a place without time and space
Happy birthday
What I thought was a dream Was as real as it seems I made a mistake.
I love you, baby
I found out I was pregnant with my little girl when I was 4 1/2 months gone.
I already had one son, and that was a textbook delivery so I expected the same for her. I was 18 weeks along when I found out that she was more than likely going to die. One bump or knock to the stomach could have killed her. There was hardly any amniotic fluid in the sac. That’s why I still wasn’t showing. The doctors told me, I had to have a C-section on the 29th of July. 4 weeks before she was due. I was living in fear for the next 2 1/2 months. Every time I even bumped her, I’d get the heart monitor out and check she was fine. There was one point where no one could find her heartbeat and I had to have an ultrasound which proved she was fine. I’ve never been so scared. I was 29 weeks then and they gave her steroids in the lungs.
On the 5th of July, my waters broke, I would have just dismissed it because it was that little, but I was in the middle of a shop and just screamed. An ambulance was called and I was rushed in for a C-section. She came out not breathing with the cord around her neck. I was lying there waiting for her scream. It took 3 1/2 minutes to revive her. I had tears streaming down my face. When she started crying, I don’t think I’ve ever been so relieved. She started breathing on her own after that but was rushed straight to NICU. She’s getting better bit by bit every day. She’s fairly well developed for a baby born at that gestational age.
Hey again, ladies.
OK, so my best friend is the one who is telling my whole town that I’m pregnant. But when confronted, she started denying she ever told anyone, but said I’m gonna be a bad mom, and that I should never compare myself to Corey (my friend who died in January and was also a teen mom). Yet, Corey hated her. But now that Corey’s gone, my friend thinks they were like the best of friends. So much stress. She is just still stuck in high school mode even though we’ve graduated. There will always be drama.
And why is it that I can’t find the ringtone I hate my Baby’s Daddy? The only good thing about this whole situation is my gorgeous baby growing inside me… 15 weeks on Monday! <3
I can’t wait for her (I hope it’s a her) to get here!!
Already decided on the baby room: zoo theme. Have the bassinet, sooo cute. So excited.
About a month or so ago, I had been throwing up and not feeling well for three weeks. My period has never been regular so I didn’t think anything of it when it was late, I thought that I was really sick so I went to see my doctor only to find out that I had been so sick because I was pregnant. Right now, I’m approximately 14 weeks, but not completely sure. My doctor did not want me to have an ultrasound until I had made my decision as she didn’t want it to affect what I chose to do. I decided I needed to set myself a deadline. So I called and made an abortion appointment so I would know when I had to make my decision by.
My boyfriend and I have been together for over a year and a half and have been living together for 8 months. He says he supports whatever decision I make and will be here for me, but he also thinks that I should get an abortion. I am Catholic so I have always been raised to be against abortion, but now that I am in the situation I really don’t know what I should do, I don’t want to have an abortion because I’m really scared and I don’t want to do it and then regret it right after because I will regret it for the rest of my life. If I keep the baby, I’m just afraid I won’t be able to give them the life they deserve, but I don’t know if I could not have it at the same time
I am still considering adoption if I do go through with my pregnancy, but I am really afraid that I will change my mind. I know I could only handle an open adoption, and I know I do have the time to change my mind right after, but I don’t want to hurt the family who was going to adopt my baby, I really need some advice and I don’t have much longer to make a decision, only a few days left. But I was wondering if anyone out there had any advice, if they’ve been in my situation before, and how maybe how their decision affected them.
It really is such a major and hard decision. And I just can’t get my thoughts together. They’re just all over the place
