I was just 16 and it was my Junior year in March when I found out I was 10 weeks pregnant.
I felt incredibly stupid, especially after having terrible memories reoccurring of my current miscarriage in Dec., a week before Christmas started (best Christmas present huh). I kinda already knew I was but I never really thought it could happen again, especially after what I just went through. I kept blaming myself thinking I did something wrong but never really trying to think about it. It was too painful. I already told my boyfriend that I thought I was pregnant again. We both were scared and he was just scared for my emotional well-being. He wasn’t the only one worrying bout that. I remember wondering to myself if I should go through this again and risk a miscarriage (which I knew if that happened again I wouldn’t be able to handle it), or just get an abortion. I knew I wasn’t comfortable with the idea of an abortion but let my fear conquer over letting a life live. I finally reached a conclusion and told my school nurse I wanted an abortion and she handed me a list of numbers i could call to set up an appointment.
The funny thing is, after I had my miscarriage my mom kept trying to drag me into a hospital so they could do a post-miscarriage check-up or something awkward like that. I kept refusing because I didn’t want to be in a hospital environment because I know it would strike up memories. I went to counseling but it turned out my original counselor changed positions so I was assigned a new one. It was just my luck, I was assigned a counselor, who was as swollen as a balloon!!! How could I be assigned a pregnant counselor! I never returned after that. Me and my boyfriend returned to our sexual ways and everyday I wondered… Should I try to get pregnant again? I wanted that baby so badly and I prayed daily so I wouldn’t lose her…but once I saw the spot of blood… I had a feeling it was over… Now that everything was normal-except for this new emotional scar across my soul-i went back to my old ways. The day I actually decided to go in for birth control, I asked if I could take a pregnancy test to make sure I wasn’t pregnant…. Sadly enough, that pink plus sign was not what I wanted to see. I had a gut feeling that I was pregnant again right after we had sex but that just finalized it. I didn’t know what to do. I decided to follow through with an abortion but knew I didn’t have the right to take a life away. God chose me for whatever reason and now she was our responsibility.
Now we’re excited for Dec. 28th and can’t wait for that little girl. =)
I’m eighteen and 24 weeks pregnant. I’m with done high school. But it’s going to be hard. I’m still with my son’s dad but I’m really scared to have this baby. I love him and his father. But I guess I got to do what I got to do…
I’m pregnant. My mom doesn’t know but neither does my dad.
He has doubts though cus he buys me bigger clothes and more healthy food. I’m Hawaiian and black and my mom’s mom is Japanese. So I’m in a mix. My boyfriend’s black/white so… I told my closest friends and my grandmother. I’m only 5 and a half months and it’s good so far since I’m build body-like with a shape and flat stomach. It shows a lot at school (at school) yea but at home, I’m always wrapped in a blanket and when we go out, I’m in my boyfriend’s big jacket …
People know at school now, which is okay for me because everyone’s supportive. Even my enemies became my friends! I live with my grandma now. I currently moved bekuz I really started showing. I still do a lot of things I used to but not as much. It’s a GIRL and her name is Seyiria Jaylee (se-i-re-uh), that’s how it’s pronounced. My grandma tells me to tell me parents but no one can tell me what to do about this because its my baby and child. When I moved out, I pulled a stunt. I pretended to go a little crazy and said I’m better off with my grandma, so I just packed and moved. I attend the same school and peoples are even more supportive. I already had a baby shower. My best friend couldn’t wait (IDK why she really doesn’t know anything) so I had everything. It was fun plus I like like 2 big balloons. I haven’t seen my parent in 2 months kus I made up lies saying I was gone everytime they called to go somewhere. I’m going to to call them as I write
…..Wait… Okay, they say they knew already because they know their daughter plus I faked my cycles a little too short out of time. What am I to do? My boyfriend doesn’t even look at a girl in the wrong way. He had a talk with his sister she told me. He said if he have to prove he’ll never cheat, he’ll be gay. He said he never wants to leave me especially not know that I’m with child. He doesn’t care if the baby name was sdiofudfshg long as she had us to love and care for her… My mom just texted me! She wanta me to move back in my 8th month when she throws my baby shower plus I’ll give my grandma a break because she does everything. I guess I’ll be happy. I haven’t cried or frowned since 5 months ago when I discovered I was pregnant!
Can ANYONE GIVE ADVICE?
Where to begin? Where to begin? After reading two incredibly insightful blogs on being pregnant with twins, I began to search for more. I began this journey of being unexpectedly pregnant during years of my life that I certainly should know better.
Well, I just turned 18 and I started dating this boy in the beginning of Aug of this year.
The only bad part about dating him is I don’t know if I love him. One night, we were hanging out and getting drunk. And well, you know what happened. We ended up sleeping together on the 8th and on the 19th. I didn’t think anything of it. A few weeks down the road, me and my mom were talking about babies and how you know that you’re prego… That day, me and him went to the dollar store to buy a test. The next morning, I took it and it came out pregnant. I started talking to Mom again and I showed her the test. She took me to Walmart to buy another test and sure enough, it came out saying I am prego. I got my mom to take the other test, just to see if it was true, cuz I was freaking out !!!! And her’s came out not prego. I started to cry and called and told him… but the problem is I don’t love him but I haven’t told him and I’m 6 weeks and 2 days. I don’t know if I’m wrong for just being with him cuz of the baby????
Please help me.
I had missed my jr. year when I had my son. I had troubles returning because I couldn`t find a daycare for my son. I don’t have the support of the father. He hasn’t seen my son since my son turned 3 months. And I believe that he really doesn’t care. Anyway, I return back to school this school year and I am glad I did.
