Well, I feel it’s time to take off what I had written on the front page of my blog… It’s been hard, but I know that my little angel would want me to try and move on… This is what I had written………….
Well, I just found out 2 days ago that I’m PREGNANT!! And today the 4/7 (I’m in Australia so it looks different to some lol), I am 4 weeks pregnant. I’m sooooo excited. I can’t wait to meet my little one… I want the next 36 weeks to hurry up and come lol
I haven’t been on here in a while… I lost my baby on the 20th of August…. I was nearly 11 weeks… It has been really hard and I’m still trying to heal… I will always love my little angel and we will meet in heaven. It is a long story as to what happened and I’m not ready yet to say it all.
R.I.P my little baby. Mummy and daddy love you very, very much xxxx…………. It’s really hard for me to read the first part because I remember writing it so vividly and the feelings I was feeling then.
I am going to try and move on, but I will NEVER forget my baby.
IM PREGNANT AND AS HAPPY AS I CAN BE
I’m having a beautiful baby boy! Braxton is due March 2 and I just can’t wait. I love my baby boy more than anything, and I don’t even know him. Him and his daddy are the loves of my life. (:
I’m a 14-year-old freshman who had so much planned for life.
I was captain of the cheerleading squad, student president, and also on the student council. Becoming pregnant at 14 was not in my plan. My parents and I have been working on this plan since I was ten years old. I have always gotten straight A’s, aced every test, and also had a job. I was the girl everyone wanted to be. But now, my life has been turned upside down and has thrown something at me I never thought I’d be facing. Teen pregnancy. I gave up something I love, cheerleading. I’ve been doing it since I was 7 years old.
But I gave it for the new love of my life. My daughter, Ellianna.
My boyfriend of 1 year told me he loved me. I believed him. We had sex. I got pregnant. I was waiting in my house to tell him when I heard the doorbell ring. So in my haste to get to the door, I fall down the stairs. My father found me with blood all around my lower area.
At the hospital, they told me I was 4 weeks pregnant and I had miscarried. IN FRONT OF MY DAD. To say he was mad is an understatement
He was so disappointed in me. I never even got the chance to tell my boyfriend. Never got the chance to cry over the baby I lost.
When I finally got the chance to tell him “I was pregnant, but he’s not there anymore.” He was furious thinking I had an abortion! No Way! I didn’t even get the chance to explain.
I got an infection 2 weeks later. Long story short. I CAN’T EVER HAVE KIDS.
Be thankful for what you have.
Right after I got my abortion, my mom forced me to get onto a stronger birth control… Ever since then, it’s been working, unfortunately.
Every day, I keep praying that it will fail and I will get pregnant again. My boyfriend keeps saying he’s not ready, but I can’t help it. I want to have a child so bad. I want a baby girl of my own. I still am having dreams about her sleeping next to me in my bed, or of me rocking her to sleep. I know that having a child isn’t just about those moments, but I’ve watched my friend raise her baby, and I’ve watched him on many occasions, and I know I could do it and be a great mother….
Is it so terrible to want a baby when my boyfriend doesn’t?
