Okay so I’ve never used this site before, and well I just need help, someone to talk to. Okay I’m 15 years old, well just turned 15 the 18th, and so I think I’m pregnant. I had been having irregular periods for a couple months now, but this month I haven’t had one at all. Usually I predicted my period to come sometime in the beginning of the month but now its the 23rd and still no period. I’m so scared. My mom has been eyeing my stomach today because it looks bigger; and when you feel it, it’s harder as well. I just told her I’ve been off my diet and she doesn’t say anything about it. If I am pregnant me and the baby’s daddy aren’t together, but I have someone new that would stand up and be the daddy.
My son was 6 months old last week. So he was due for 6-month checkups. He had an appointment with the midwife this morning, just for general checks. Everything was great, he’s now 14 lbs. 4 oz…that’s 12 lbs. 2 oz heavier than what he was when he was born. It was amazing, I’m a happy mommy!
We went into town and had some lunch after, to celebrate I guess. He even had a few chips and a bit of chocolate. He made such a mess.
Then we had to head up to the NICU to meet with the neonatologist, and it brought back horrible memories. We were early, but the nurses let us in so they could have a cuddle with my son and just catch up. They’ve helped us through a lot. It was nice seeing the ones who saved and looked after my baby boy. It was time for our appointment. He stripped my son down, to check for growths/tumors. He also looked at his previous scan results and said that his general health was marvelous. He weighed and measured him, perfect size…He’s average for a 5-6 month little boy. He’s still a little behind with his eating, but he’s catching up. He also checked his development, such as if he’s sitting up, lifting his head, rolling over, etc. Which he is, so that’s great. He had no concern at all. I was so relieved, I had horrible visions of my son having to stay under his care and having to visit once a month forever. But nope, although he did advise us to check back again in another 6 months, he said just to check his development for one last time. But overall, my son is finally healthy and eventually discharged for his neonatologist care. Yay!
My son’s in his bouncer whilst my boyfriend feeds him; sweet potato and leek pie…baby food obviously. It doesn’t smell too good. But he seems to be enjoying it, almost ate a whole jar and I expect he’ll be after a yogurt once he finished.
I can’t believe I’m a mommy. It’s just so unreal. I’m not even 16 yet, and I have a family. It’s super exciting though. I’m so lucky to have my boyfriend still by my side, both families, and a perfect, healthy son!
For those of you that don’t know my story, here it is.
My name is [redacted] and I got pregnant when I was 14. When my boyfriend and I found out we had no idea what to do. Of course, the first thing that came to mind was abortion. Yes, I am totally against abortion and adoption for this matter. I went to a health clinic with my boyfriend and discussed options. We still leaned towards abortion, but I would never do it so I just kept going on like every day was normal.
I hid my pregnancy for 7 months (I didn’t show)… I finally told my mom and she was the one that said I needed to make the decision. So I did. We decided to keep our little baby (of course).
I went for my first ultrasound to find out we were going to have a little baby boy (: He was due on Nov. 18.
I had my regular doctor’s appointment on November 8th. When I got there, he checked my weight and such to find out that my blood pressure was way too high, so I wasn’t allowed to go to school for the rest of the day or the next day. I had an appointment scheduled for when they first opened to check my blood pressure again.
I went there in the morning and he had me lay on my side for about half an hour. He came back and checked my blood pressure and it was higher than the day before. He told us I’d be having my baby boy that day (Nov. 9th). We went to the hospital and they started my IV drip of Pitocin. About an hour after, my doctor came and broke my water. From the time after he broke my water, I started to go into labor. Around 2 pm, I had enough and wanted something to help so I asked for some morphine in my IV… I waited 30 minutes and nothing happened. The nurses said they couldn’t believe how it did nothing.. So I asked for the gas and OMG let me tell you, it did wonders! So from that point on, I was on the gas, and I guess I liked it a bit too much because I wouldn’t stop breathing it and it was making my son’s heartbeat drop, so the nurse had to take it from me a few times… Oops. Just before I went into active labor, the nurses also told us my blood pressure was so high that I could have started to have seizures. Also, the reason for all the high blood pressure was because I had preeclampsia.
Anyway, the time for pushing came. I pushed for 30 minutes and our little boy was out (:. His father cut the cord. He weighed in at 7lbs 10oz and was 19.3 inches long. He had grey eyes and dark brown hair. His name is [redacted]. He has his father’s last name.
For 2 months after, I was home-schooled so I wouldn’t fall behind. After that, I went back for exams and I am still in school (:. I am currently working on my grade 11 year. My boyfriend (FOB) is working, and while I am at school, our son goes to his great-grandma’s. (:
For my plans after school, I plan on going to college to become a registered nurse and to do hair/piercings on the side (: .
Our son is now 10 months and almost walking! He has bright blue eyes and bleach blonde hair (: And he is such the little character, I love him to death.
I regret no decisions leading up to this point <3
I am here to talk to ANYONE,
Message me if you need anything <3
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Hello everyone in this awesome community,
I guess I’ll start with an intro. My name is Kari and I’m 18 years old. I’m in my last year of high school and my boyfriend of 3 years, Brad, (19) is in his first year of university. A few days ago I realized that my period was four days late. I know with some girls it wouldn’t be any cause for alarm, but after having my period for over six years, I know that it has never been late once. I tried looking at reasons I may be missing a cycle and tried to figure out if I was stressed, under/over-eating, etc. I let Brad know I was late and he said not to freak out or think about it too much until we knew what was happening for sure. Yesterday made a week that it was late, so I took a pregnancy test. Well, I took three. And it looks like there is definitely a miracle growing inside of me.
I haven’t told Brad yet. Actually, as I write this, I’m talking to him right now. Discussing what we’re going to do.. “if.” He’s strong on abortion but isn’t going to push me into anything I don’t want. I know he means the best. He says he would want the best life for it and we couldn’t give it to a child right now. He’s right in that respect.
I’m turning to all of you here because as of right now, no one knows. It’s my secret. What am I going to do? How will my parents react? My friends? It’s insecurity after insecurity right now and I just need some help. Words of wisdom. I love you all, you did wonders for my friend last year and I know I can count on you this time.
xo -Kari
So, I have never used this site before and I don’t really know how to work it, but I am in need of help and I think this site may be able to answer my questions without judgment and or disbelief in me. My story is not unusual, it is actually quite common, But it’s just new to me. Anyways, I am 15 years old and I am having a baby, and holy crap am I ever so young. My boyfriend is 16, and he and I are fighting to keep this child. My life is going to be over, no more parties, no more going out, no more friends or school for a while and I understand all of this. But I do have belief in me that this child will start a new life for me, A more stable life than I have right now. My family is against my wishes. It will be a challenge to get their support in a decision that throws my young life away. But I am willing to sacrifice these things for this child. I need to have a good argument as to why this child needs to stay in my life. For the past two days, I have fought and fought and cried and my feelings are torn up and distorted. I need to prove to my parents and family that this will work out for the better and I have many questions that need answers to. I just need someone to help me and give me the answers I am looking for.
Thank you.
So I had my son a little over 5 months ago. Before he was born, Lee and I were hardly together… He wanted nothing to do with us when I found out…He then changed his mind and proposed when our son was in the NICU. I thought everything was going perfectly. It was for the first 3-4 months. This month has just been awful.
First, he goes off the rails and is diagnosed with Bipolar… Fair enough, I can handle that. But he’s getting better. He started helping with our son again. But since I’ve been back at school, he’s changed…Always out. He’ll take our son out when I’m at school but as soon as I’m back it’s my job again. Even when I have a pile of homework. For the past three days, I’ve stayed out of school, simply because my boyfriend either isn’t around to watch him, or he is still sleeping and refusing to wake up.
I can’t even go to my mom for advice because now she’s in Ohio, I don’t have a clue what to do. All I can think now is if he doesn’t buck up, I’m leaving him and he’ll probably lose his son because I’ll be in Ohio with my mom.
Rant over.
