I was on the pill but kinda got knocked up.
I don’t know who the dad is cos I’ve been sleeping with two guys. I told them both and they both want me to get rid of it. I’ve already lost one before when I was with my boyfriend. He didn’t want it but I wouldn’t get rid of it so he hit me when I was three months along. That was over a year ago and I never stopped thinking about it. I don’t want a kid. I have two years of study to do and I’ve had to quit one job already but I can’t just get rid of it cos it was a mistake.
It’s just not fair to do. Arghhhhhh!
I wrote this one a little while after I lost my daughter to a m/c
R.I.P N.T.V
Cradled in the first room of life
I am your protector
before you awaken into this world I will nurture you and keep you warm within the blankets of my flesh and blood.
You are mine…
You were created in love
I am your maker
before life tries to break your innocent spirit I will be the one who will guide you and
set you in the path of the straight and narrow.
You are mine…
But even I cannot challenge nature;
when your cradle becomes your tomb and your lifeline guides you to your death
as the Umbilical Noose
wrings the life from your tiny body.
You were mine…
I recently unpacked some boxes that I had stored away in my closet and came across a poetry book that I owned in high school… Well, I still own it, but you know what I mean… Anyway, it’s by a woman called Ingrid Jonker and it’s written in my native language (Afrikaans) so I do apologize if you don’t understand it (will translate for those who care)… It just sums me up so perfectly sometimes…
Tragic Ek is die lappop wat nie praat
En maak net op jou liefde staat
Saans le ek blind en stil en doof
En lug nie meer my semel hoof
My hande roer nie en my lyf Word met jou weg gaan koud en styf
Sonder jou hulp kan ek nie loop Jy het my sommer so gekoop
en sal my nog een Guy-Fawkes nag Goedmoeds verbrand en daaroor lag
Ek is die lappop sonder gees
my pyn jou luid gevierde fees….
It’s still as beautiful as it was to me about five years ago, maybe not as relevant, but it just sums up a really dark phase of my life. Love it.
Hello, I am 18 years old. I have a five-month-old son Gabriel and he is absolutely perfect. Well, I am going to share with you my story… My journey to motherhood.
January 18th- This was the day that I found out I was pregnant. I took a pregnancy test after coming home from my boyfriend’s house. I was in my room waiting for the result and thinking that I wasted 14 dollars on this test because there was NOOO way I could be pregnant. Well, I was wrong….and very surprised. A whole mess of emotions swirled through me…Shock, Fear, Anger, Disappointment, Sadness. At the time, I was not happy about it at all. How could this happen? I was an honor student in my senior year of high school.
I was supposed to be partying and graduating and just enjoying being young….not be PREGNANT….
Tomorrow, I go to see my boyfriend. It’s been a while since I’ve properly spent time with him… Since Christmas. Apart from that, he only came down for one evening when I got so down I blamed him for everything and he felt I needed him.
We’ve been arguing every night – petty things. It seems like he’s so on edge. He said last night that he’s known for ages now that I don’t love him like I used to. I do… I’ve just got other things on my mind. I look at all the beautiful young girls on here with their children and think that could’ve been me in a few months… I admit I made the biggest mistake, and I know that now I have to live with it. I’ve realized since coming here that so many people feel exactly the way that I do…
So we’re gonna have a nice time, go to the movies and go out for a meal on Valentine’s Day.
He told me about a dream he had the other night. He said in his dream he got a phone call but nobody was there. So he came to mine and I was sat on my bed, looking terrible. Looking broken. And then someone came to the door, and it was just a sort of fuzzy mist. But when he walked back upstairs to me, I was beautiful and happy. I was the way I used to be when he fell in love with me… To him, I was like an angel.
It literally brings tears to my eyes thinking about that dream. I just wish it could actually happen… I want to make him happy and to be happy myself again. I look towards the holidays together and the happy times we’re gonna have before having a family, but for now, it’s not fulfilling.
I’m looking forward to getting away from home for a little while. His mum has a wonderful baby girl, and I’m looking forward to spending some more time with her. And my boyfriend of course! Pray there’re no arguments, but I think we will be fine.
Hopefully this weekend I’ll become that angel…
OK, so I started feeling a really tight cramping feeling on Sunday at 4:30 in the morning. I didn’t tell my mom until 1:00 when I noticed they were getting closer.
About 2 hours later, they were 5 minutes apart! I thought wow, this is easy!! So then at 5:30, we went to the hospital and they checked me and said I was at 3 cm and they were going to keep me for an hour to see if I was progressing. So an hour later, they checked me again and I was at 4 cm. They said I could stay! Around 8:30, my boyfriend got there. Sunday night went and Monday morning came and still no baby! Finally on Monday at 10:30, I was only 6 cm and they decided to go ahead and break my water. In the afternoon, my labor all of a sudden stopped. The contractions were at 6 min apart and I wasn’t progressing at all. So they had to start me on Pitocin. After that, I stayed at 8 cm for about 6 hours. And finally, at 10 on Monday night, I decided to get an epidural since I wasn’t progressing any and was dead tired! That really helped! Then at about 1 in the morning, they said I could push! I was soooo freakin happy! So I pushed and it didn’t hurt as much as he crowned it was more the EXTREME urge to have a bowel movement! They told me to only push with a contraction but I would get the urge to push without the contraction and I was just so stubborn that they let me push when I needed too. So I pushed for 2 hours long and then Trevor James Joined us. 🙂
So I was in labor for almost 3 days. :O
