OK, so what’s going on is that I think I may be pregnant.
I have every single one of the symptoms, I just haven’t gotten a positive on a test yet. I took one on Saturday morning and it was negative, but the symptoms still haven’t stopped. I’ve decided to take one sometime this weekend and go from there.
My fiancé and I would be happy if we’re pregnant… We’d just rather wait until we’re financially stable.
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So I was playing around with the preg-calc thing, put my info in, and got this:
According to the data entered, the following applies:
Date of conception: Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Due date: Tuesday, November 25, 2008
1 week, 6 days since pregnancy started
I thought it was funny. The date of conception was the ONLY time we’ve ever had sex in my house.
And look where it got me.
it’s weird. If I decide to go through with all of this and end up having it, I’ll be a mommy by Christmas. I spent some time with my boyfriend today and all he could keep asking me was “So what are we gonna do?”. All I could do was tell him “I don’t know”.
I really DON’T know what I’m gonna do. Or were. I guess I should say we, huh?
I wish I really did know what to do. Not only because I’m flipping out, but because I’d really like to be able to tell him “OK honey, here’s what were gonna do. . . “.
He’s got enough stress to deal with. I don’t wanna add a baby to the mix. Between his band, his job, his going out habits (he drinks, smokes, smokes pot, and does coke on the regular), and his stress level, I don’t think he could handle a kid. Plus I’m a 19 year old pothead college kid without a job and a car. We’re not the two most put together people in the world. I’m bipolar, and he’s beyond crazy.
On the other hand, I’ve done way too much thinking. And I think I could totally handle the mommy thing. Babies are tons of work, and I’ve watched two older sisters, cousins, and countless friend have babies. I’ve helped them and enjoyed every minute of it. He seems into having a kid. I asked him if he thought we could do this, since he hasn’t really said a lot about the entire situation. He said “it’s not going to be easy, but we can do it”.
. . . can I really do this?
So I was seventeen when I found out I was pregnant, for some, that can be the most exciting news, but more than likely if you’re young and the pregnancy is DEFINITELY unplanned, then that sort of news can crush you.
I had big plans for myself. I was a senior at a Christian high school, I was gonna go to college… There was no way I could have a baby. At first, I thought maybe I was freaking out and nothing was wrong. I decided to go to a certain pregnancy outreach center, and they informed me that I was, in fact, very much pregnant. I remember telling the woman that gave me the news I couldn’t have a baby, I was too young, that the only choice for me was abortion. The counselor informed me of horrible facts and TRUTHS about abortion and its effects.
At the time, I didn’t believe her. The only choice in my head was abortion. In the state I live in, you have to be 18 to have this procedure done, or a parents consent. Well, not wanting to tell my parents was one of the biggest reasons for wanting the abortion… So I went to YET another clinic (which is in no way an outreach center). They told me I could go to court and have a judiciary bypass, where you appear in court and prove to the judge you are old enough to make this decision without your parents’ consent. I look back on this now and can not even believe that someone has made this legal. There are so many things that can go wrong! At this time, I think I was probably a month along and they told me I had to do it before my third month.
Deep down, I know that I really don’t want abortion but keep telling myself that its the right thing to do. I finally scheduled the appointment. The night before I was to have procedure, I couldn’t sleep. I found myself praying, and I mean crying out to God for some sort of help. The car ride to the clinic was by far the longest trip I had ever made. Walking into the clinic, I felt like dirt. Actually, I cant explain the feeling. I hope I never feel that way again. I filled out my paper work, paid the money that was due, and sat in the waiting room. A nurse called my name. We got back in a room and she told me she had to do an ultrasound to see if everything would be okay for the procedure, and I will NEVER forget what happened next. The woman looked at the screen and for less then a second, I saw her smile. I thought how can this woman smile at a child she is about to kill? I got up and told her I couldn’t do it.
I left that place knowing what I was about to go through would be the hardest thing I had ever faced. And it was very hard and scary, but on May 5th, I gave birth to a BEAUTIFUL daughter…. I thank God everytime I see her running to me that He gave me the courage to be strong 🙂
I love being a mommy 2 my beautiful baby boy.
I do not regret the decision 2 have him one bit. I’m 16 years old, turning 17, this year and I recently had my son on February 8 at 9:26 a.m. weighing in at 6 pounds, 10 ounces, and 18 inches long. My son’s father, the love of my life, is such a good dad and is so happy our baby is here.
The sad part is they grow up so fast my sons getting bigger everyday. 🙁
Okay so, today I went to the clinic at my school and I found out I am actually pregnant and the doctor said I’m 2 months already…
My story…….. When I was 13, I fell in love for the first time with a guy! I loved that kid to death…
I lost my virginity 2 weeks before my 15th birthday and you know how people say you can’t get prego the first time. Well, you can… I found out 3 weeks later I was going to be a mommy. I was really scared and didn’t know what to do. I told him and he was just as worried as I was. We told our parents. My mom was upset. She cried for days but she said she would back me up with whatever I chose to do. He got me a promise ring for our 1 year together and I thought everything was goin to get better,(I was keeping the baby).
After a while, I was really happy. I couldn’t wait to be a mommy. but I lost the baby a month and a half in. I lost the baby. The doctor said my body wasn’t healthy enough to have a baby. I was devastated and so was he. So we tried again and again and finally 7 months later, I got prego again, and sadly, I lost the baby 2 months in the sec time. I was destroyed. He was right by my side the whole time. At 2 years, he asked me to marry him and I said yes. He gave me a beautiful ring and every thing. Did I forget to say his parents hated me, and me and him lived next to each other. So I was the girl next door….. I had to move. We moved 45 min away from each other and his parents cut us off. They took his car keys, cell phone, computer, every thing so he couldn’t talk to me. And I found out after 2 years and 7 months of being together, he cheated on me. It broke my heart into pieces. =[ But I was lucky that my new boyfriend came along and picked up the pieces. We have been together for 6 months and i really do love this boy. =]
There is more to my story if you would like to know about things then please let me know.
