My 17-year-old daughter has just informed me and her father that she is pregnant and keeping the baby. WOW – what a slap upside the head – what a wake-up call. We’ve had our troubles with her in the past but basically, she is a good kid – never saw this one coming. I supplied her with birth control since she was 15 and assumed that she was taking them (as she always told me she was) – Boy was I wrong.
I didn’t know what to think at first – my first reaction was to throw her out of the house – but where would that put her? Poverty? Homeless and pregnant? She needs us now more than ever!! Once her father and I had calmed down, we actually sat down with her and her boyfriend and discussed all options – Abortion was not one of them for her and I’m glad she is choosing to keep the baby. I hate that she is so young and I feel she is losing a lot of her youth – giving up a lot to be a mommy – but, I believe that she will be a good mother. I’m glad her boyfriend is being a man about this and not leaving her – He actually got off his a** and finally got a job.
I hope that this will make them both grow up and take on the responsibility of being good parents.
God bless all of you young girls going through this hard and trying time and I hope that your parents are understanding – If not, find support here or somewhere. You will need it.
I stumbled upon this site and it has a lot of good advice and I have read a lot of your blogs – I am definitely referring my daughter to sign up here. She will get a lot of support and information through this site.
Thanks for helping open my eyes !!
Well, I have a little girl who will be 2 soon. I had my 1st abortion last year coz my baby was still small and we felt it was too soon for another. So this year around the same time, I found out I was pregnant again. I fell in love with this baby. I really wanted it but of course, he didn’t…
He begged me to do it and made all promises and now I’m back where I started, still not married and trying to make things work for us…
I should have never done it. I should have kept my baby. Now he’s still up to his same old tricks, please help me… I don’t know what to do anymore and I’m depressed and it’s not fair on my baby girl.
I am 24 years old and just recently found out that I am pregnant. I have a 14-month-old son and absolutely love being a mother, but right now with my life, it is not the right time to have another baby.
My boyfriend and I met when I was 2 months pregnant with my son and he stuck by my side the whole pregnancy, and since my son was born and in March, I decided to uproute my son and I and move 1500 miles away from my home in PA to start our lives with my boyfriend. My boyfriend treats my son like his own and his actual father is not in his life or has ever been in his life. Just recently, we found out that my boyfriend is getting deployed and my son and I are moving back home for support and family, while he is gone. I am not ready to go through another pregnancy alone and raise another child on my own. I just can’t do it. I had the strength to raise my son, but my life was so much different at that time. I recently lost my job of 2 years and making amazing money and now I am collecting unemployment and no child support to help raise my son. As much as there are so many other options out there, the only option we have is…..Abortion……
Everyday I ask him, if this is what he wants and everyday I constantly question myself if this is what I want and at the end of the day, it is. Against everything I believe, this is the decision we have come to, but it is killing me slowly inside. I loved being pregnant with my son and since I found out I was pregnant, I have been avoiding all of those happy feelings inside and distancing myself from feeling my belly and being happy that there is a baby inside of me. I made the appointment for 2 weeks from now and since I made the appointment, I have felt a huge relief lifted off my chest…. But in my heart, I think about the day I walked into that clinic and lay on that table and see my baby on that screen and walked out of that building with a complete new handle on my life. I feel like such a horrible person for even thinking like this and making the decision I have made, but physically, emotionally and financially, it is just impossible for me to bring a new baby into this world. My relationship doesn’t seem to me as the healthiest of relationships, but I love our life together and we may have our ups and downs, but at the end of the day, we make each other happy and he is absolutely great with my son. My biggest fears are about to be answered once this procedure is performed. Will I ever be able to have kids again or even want to have kids again? Will my relationship work or will be always hold this against each other? Will I be able to still be a good mother to my son? Will I be able to forgive myself for doing this? Will I turn to alcohol to relieve my pain? What will my life be like after this?
Everything I do circles around this decision I am making and the only person I can look to is God and hope that He will forgive me and help me through my life, like He has anytime I have ever needed His guidance. I don’t expect anyone to agree with my decision, but I know people can relate to it and putting it out there is better than leaving it all piled up to weigh me down and turn into someone I am not. I am doing it to be a better mother to my son and to be able to give him what he needs and being able to support him is my goal. I don’t want to not be able to give him things because of another baby and not having the money and right now, that is what will happen.
I’m 17 years old and my boyfriend is 21.
We only found out last week that I’m pregnant, we think I am about 6 weeks. My mum thinks I should get an abortion and has booked me in for the scan.
I know that my boyfriend really wants to keep it but he will support me whatever.
I don’t feel it would be right to keep the baby due to finances and having nowhere to live but on the other hand, I don’t want to get rid of my own child. I also do not know if I could cope due to my age and whether I could support it and give it everything it needs.
Any ideas or advice on what I can do, please!
And whether you think I would regret it if I got rid of the baby or even if I kept it?
Today, I found out I lost my baby, the saddest day of my life. I really can’t say much right now. I’m 2 in shock.
Just don’t wanna think about it
I want to share my story with other women, in hopes of maybe helping someone out there that has or is being abused. or just needs advice on what to do, or make them open their eyes.
I’m 19 years old. I’m five months pregnant with a little girl…
May, I found out that I was pregnant. To be honest, I was not too excited about the thought of being a mommy, and I knew the guy I was with really didn’t love me. He was just looking for a free ride. He talked all the time about “how he had a reason to be a changed man” the baby… Well, we fought all the time. He hit me and abused me and no one in my house knew. He told me not to tell or he would kill me, and that I better not try to leave him.
June 5. I’m haunted by the memories that happened that day. I was four months pregnant then. Me and the dad to my baby were left alone that day. My three sisters and their boyfriends had left to the lake and my mom was at work, so it was just me and him. Well after everyone left, we got into a fight. He was saying all this crazy stuff, and how the baby was not his.. and then he hit me. That was it. I had, had enough. I told him to get his things and leave. He kept telling me no, and that he was going to kill himself. I left the bedroom and told him to get out and I meant it. I went and sat out in the kitchen, at the table. He came out of the bedroom and came right behind me and choked me till I passed out. I could feel him standing over me and abusing me, but my body wouldn’t get up. I couldn’t move or say anything, it was like when you have a dream and your moving around in your sleep. I’m not sure how long it took me to wake up, but when I did, I saw him running out the door. I could not see anything out of my right eye and at the time, I didn’t realize what had just happened. I didn’t even take time to look around. I just ran to the bathroom to see why I couldn’t see…. When I looked in the mirror, I saw blood. I was covered from head to toe with it. The whole right side of my face was beat bad! I couldn’t even move my left wrist, and my stomach was in so much pain!! I was crying and freaking out, and i couldn’t find the phone anywhere. When I found it, I called 911…
To my surprise, they where already on their way. I guess he ran out to the middle of the road and told people that he had been stabbed, and the clothes he was wearing were covered in my blood… I remember being weak and forcing myself to walk to the end of the driveway, and wait for the cops, because I didn’t want them to miss me… By the time the cops got there, he had came back to the house, and was crying to the cops about how he was sorry and didn’t know it was me that he stabbed, that he didn’t mean it. I was air flown back to a hospital that was four hours from where I live. When I got to the hospital, I went straight to surgery. They told my mom that they were not sure I was going to make it. I had lost a lot of blood. I spent over 30 hours total in surgery: my nose and eye socket where broke, I was stabbed four times in the stomach and an inch away from my heart, and my hand, he tried to cut it off. He had cut all the way to my bone! I came out of surgery and was told they cant check on my baby till later and i had to have three blood transfusions. Three days later, they did some test and scanned my baby. To everyone’s surprise, she was moving around just as much as she could. I remember crying as soon as I saw her moving… My baby and i are both soo lucky he missed my heart and her by an inch!!
July- a little over a month later and I’m still dealing with that day. They have since then found other problems with me… I black out a lot, the doctors say its from trauma. My liver has scars and they say its from the stabbing. I have to go back into surgery. I have dreams every night and that day just replays in my head… He has not yet had a sentence. I don’t know if he’ll be in jail a few years or the rest of his life… Last I heard was that he cut the tattoo out of his arm that had my name on it, and is being watched over because he has tried killing himself. I have no sorrow for him, and hope that he spends the rest of his life behind bars… I’ve learned the hard way. I don’t regret getting pregnant or still having her, I just regret that I let things get that bad.
Ladies, I don’t know you all…or your stories, but if your relationships are abusive, you need to get out… Pregnant or not, no man has any right to ever hit you. That’s not love, and sorry just does not make up for it…
Please don’t put your innocent kids and unborn babies through that.
