I’m 3 weeks preggers with my 2nd child.
I have been getting horrible morning sickness. It’s been hard doin’ it alone. I stay home with my son while my boyfriend is at work. He doesn’t come home until 11:30 every night. So I get to deal with the regular things (laundry, cleaning, cooking, my son….the pregnancy).
It’s all a little overwhelming. But we’ll make it through.
I was 18 when my whole world turned downside up.
It all happened after I lost control of my life. I was 17 and started my freedom as an adult in college. I made a lot of bad choices doing drugs and drinking a lot. To the point where I woke up in the hospital. Hours later, I was being kicked out, and I had only been in college for only 2 months. Then I turned 18. When I went back home, I was very angry and still out of control from the drugs. Me and my mom fought a lot, so I ran away.
Then I met LC, who I met through a friend. Even though he was a little older than me (14 years old), I felt drawn to him. He let me stay with him. A few weeks later, SURPRISE, I was pregnant. So I continued living with LC but I missed my mom so I went back home. My mom was very happy to have me back. Then I had her… It took 2 weeks to tell her but It finally got out. LC and I broke up when I was 4 months pregnant. Then we got back together when I was 6 months. It stuck and I was so happy that he and my mom were there when I had my 7 lb 3 oz little boy.
LC and I are still together going on 4 years. I just turned 22 and our son will be 3 soon. And I’m 3 weeks pregnant with my 2nd who got a long time to go. I thank God for my son. He has really brought my head out of the gutter and made me a completely different person….a person with meaning.
I lost my virginity with a guy. Then about three months later, I got pregnant.
He did it on purpose, I suppose. But also, we weren’t using any means of protection besides the pulling out method, which is not a smart method to use by the way. We knew I was pregnant from the moment we had sex. My boyfriend went and got in trouble with the law and got arrested and got sent to juvenile hall. Meanwhile, I waited a whole 4 weeks, just to make sure I gave it a long enough time so there wouldn’t be any mistakes. I went to a drug store and stole my pregnancy test, because I had no money. And after two tests, sure enough, I was pregnant and 14. I was teased for being a virgin because I was the last one to have sex out of my friends, and now I was the first to get pregnant. Funny how things work.
I told my mother about a month later. She cried, and eventually made me move in with my sister because she couldn’t handle it. I wasn’t allowed to go to regular school because my mother wouldn’t allow it. So I went to a school full of pregnant girls. I hated it there, and I hated it at my sister’s because I didn’t know anyone and she moved me away from all my friends. The father got out when I was two months pregnant. I ended up staying with him most of the time, basically living with him, goin back to my sister occasionally. My mother had no knowledge of this. The day I went to find out the sex of my baby, I was ecstatic. I found out i was having a girl, and then the same day, I found out she had a heart defect. My boyfriend was there for me, but we did start to argue a lot, becuz he started drinkin and partyin which he never use to do, the whole time I was pregnant. But I had no doubt in my mind that he would be a good father, and I thought I knew that we would make it and be a happy family. Then I finally told my father I was pregnant when I was 6 months. It broke his heart. I thought he would never talk to me again. But he ended up loving her like everyone else.
I gave birth to her a month early when i was 15, and she was beautiful. There’s no word to describe it. 6 pounds, 2 oz. Looked just like me lol. I brought her back to my boyfriend’s. He was around all day everyday, until she was about 4 months old and wasn’t new anymore. He started leavin me alone, goin out with is friends. And I couldn’t really go anywhere because I breast fed her till she was 19 months. And he didn’t like the fact that i wanted to stay home with her and I wouldn’t take her out because the doctor said she couldn’t till she was 8 months old because she was diagnosed with genetic heart disease, and polysplenia. I stopped goin over to his house all together because him and his twin brother held parties down in their basement almost every night, so I had to leave.
To shorten this story, my boyfriend ended up bein the exact opposite person than i thought he was. After datin him for a year and a half, he started layin his hands on me. And it got to the point where he did it everytime he got mad or we fought. He ended up bein possessive. After our two year anniversary, I found out he had cheated on me with 6 different females. And two of them while I was pregnant. I found out about that last February, and I finally left him almost 2 months ago. Because he just wouldn’t stop hitting me. And each time he said he was goin to change, he only did for a day or two and went right back.
It was the hardest thing I had to do, and I still love him and miss him. But I’m so much happier now without him. And I focused on my daughter and school in which I made straight A’s last year. And I’m workin on a scholarship. Just because you’ve had baby duznt mean, you give up and have to stick with the father. I’m still doin it, I haven’t dropped out and I’m 17 now and my daughter will be two. Just because you’ve had a baby by someone, don’t let him treat you bad. No one should ever put up with, what I put up with. You’re a mother, so be a good role model to your child. He’s the only guy I’ve had sex with, the father of my child and I was with him for three years, and I finally left him. I’m datin other people, keepin my options opened. Just havin friends, without anyone breathin down my neck. I’m a better mother, hell, imma better everything.
I’m sorry to say, but It’s very rare that guys change so don’t waste your time waitin for them to.
Why is everything so darn stressful? Aghhh.
Well, I’m getting used to things, but at the same time, I’m scared of how I’m going to prepare myself for this baby. I have no clue. But, if girls younger than me have been doing this, than I know I definitely can. I’m just a little bit at a standstill… One thing that’s driving me crazy is getting this community service done. IDK how I’m going to when I work two jobs and go to school! And also, I gotta attend these school violence classes, but how can I if I’m always busy??
IDK I think I need a miracle.
It’s still early on in the pregnancy, but we are nearing the end of the first trimester! I’m still not eating that much, but we are praying that my appetite comes back!
We are always talking about how it would be as parents, and how our child would be. We were making fun that we surely will have a very ‘different’ family. If you mix his and my character and if you know us very well, then you surely can imagine what an energetic/open and crazy baby we would have.
This pregnancy is such a blessing to us. Was just thinking how blessed we truly are. He first blessed us with our marriage and now with this pregnancy.
We can tell now, that once the baby is here, he/she will be truly blessed. Parenting is very hard, but he/she will truly be surrounded with love and surely it will feel loved! Sometimes I watch how he holds a baby and I can really imagine how he will love the child which is our own!
I can be such a worrier. Yesterday, my husband and I were having our conversations again before going to sleep. I was telling him how worried I was as I wasn’t eating enough. Yesterday, I was able to just gulp down my small portion of pasta at the cafeteria at work, ate half an apple and when I got home, I could only eat oatmeal. He told me not to worry, and that the baby is anyway getting what it needs. Now I realise that God knows best. I should trust… He blessed us with this pregnancy and I’m sure He will provide.
I still can’t believe it………. We have created life…..with His blessing! He put the baby’s ultrasound picture as our desktop background. He is surely is a proud Daddy. He never leaves the house or comes home without giving the baby a big kiss. He is always talking to the baby as well and singing…(still hoping the baby doesn’t get his voice…haha). I’m guessing we are already too loud for our baby…haha…. I’m sure he/she would rather sleep. When I’m on my own at home or on my way to work, I always speak to our baby…and I’m more than sure he/she can hear me 🙂
We are excited… Every day, we pray that all will go smoothly with the pregnancy and that the baby is doing fine!
God bless you baby Precilla. Your Mummy and Daddy love you… You truly will be blessed and loved by us and the people around you! We love you and can’t wait till you take your first breath into this world…..and till we see you!
I think about it all the time. I have had an abortion and I regret it every day.
I know if I could go back, I would keep my little girl. It’s hard sometimes not to cry. It’s been a year in one month and to this day, I still get teary-eyed when I see something pertaining to pregnancy or abortion. My baby girl’s name was gonna be Trebel Preciayious Hunter. She would have been born January 27. I keep thinkin of seeing the sonogram and hearin her heartbeat, that’s what killed me, that’s what made me break. I keep thinkin what a horrible thing I have done and how can I grow and become someone I once thought I was.
What can I do? And how can I get there?
