So like the title says, I started my period today.
Well technically, it was yesterday at 11:50 pm…but yeah. I’m excited cuz I was getting a little worried that I might be preg cuz my husband and I have been having unprotected sex and using the pull-out method but that’s not reliable, and I’m not currently on the BC.. But i started my period, so I’m happy… Oh maybe to make something clear, I have a 4 month old and I’m not ready to have another baby yet. I may joke with my hubby about it but I’m not ready for number two yet… I’m scheduled to get the BC/IUC mirena on Sept 29th, so that’s another reason I was worried about being preg, cuz if i was got the IUC put in if I was preg, it could cause miscarriage and I’d rather have a baby than cause myself to miscarry!……
Well ne wayz…..
I am 16 and I have a daughter named Tiffany. She is a year and 3 months!
She is my everything. I love her! I have also had an abortion when I was 13, and it broke my heart!
Hi everybody.
Me and my boyfriend have been tryin for about 9 months and this month, I hope this is it. So I have 2 more days to go and I will know for sure. I have been having some symptoms. I’m always hungry, craving for strange foods, sore breast, cramping stomach.
Anybody tryin to conceive or think maybe they’re pregnant, I’ll love to hear from you.
Hi everybody,
I thought that I would write a blog about the last year and a bit of my life, it will help me to get it all of my chest and maybe help someone make up their own mind about me.
I guess that I have always wanted a baby. Even when I was 6, I played with dollies and I always imagined them with babies or big pregnant tummies. I used to stuff their dresses with cotton wool to make them look pregnant.
As soon is I started to have periods I knew that it wouldn’t be long as my body was ready. By then, I was going out with my first boyfriend. I was madly in love with him and I think that he was in love with me.
I had been together for 2 years when I was ready to share myself with him completely, I was only just 13 and I know that we were a bit young to be having sex at 13, but we were so in love it just seemed natural and so good.
My boyfriend was scared about getting me pregnant and for the first 6 months, we were always very careful about using condoms each and every time but last August, I told him that I wanted a baby. At first, he said no and that we were too young and that he wanted to use condoms but one night, I took it off him before we made love. It was such an amazing night.
From then on, we didn’t bother with anything. I told him that If it was right for us and if it was our time, then it would happen. If we weren’t meant to have one, then we wouldn’t end up having one. I know that it sounds silly but I really believe in karma.
We had such a romantic 2 months. We acted more like husband and wife than boy and girlfriend. He even carried over the threshold of his parents’ house when we borrowed it when they went on holiday. It was that weekend that I got pregnant.
I felt funny for a while before I found out. I had missed my period and I kind of just knew but it was a surprise that the tests were positive. It was 1 week before my 14th birthday. At first, my boyfriend was happy but he quickly changed. He was like a different person and eventually he dumped me and said that I had trapped him and that the baby wasn’t his. I felt so low and I only got through it with the help from a good friend I met through this website.
I was in two minds to keep the baby for a while, but I knew that it was the right thing to keep him and I am so glad I did. I’m not against abortion for the right reasons, including if the mum thinks that she isn’t ready but I knew that I wanted him or her with all my heart.
As my baby grew, I kept it hidden from my mum. It was easy at the start and I went to the doctor’s in secret (I didn’t have much morning sickness). The doctor said that she wouldn’t tell my mum, but that I should. I was quite slim (I still am and no stretch marks!!!) and it wasn’t long before I started showing and my boobs started growing. I started to wear baggy jumpers to hide the bump. It was easy because the weather was cold but I told my mum when I was 3.5 months gone and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hide it anymore.
She was angry and shocked but she said that she wasn’t going to make me do anything that I didn’t want to. I told her that I wanted to keep it and that my ex was the father (I told her that we only had sex a few times and once we had an accident with a condom. She would have killed me if it told her that we had been having sex for 8 months and that we had been trying for 2 months.) She threatened to tell the police on him but I begged her not to and I’m so glad she didn’t.
But, after a while, she came around to the idea. She told me that she had always wanted more children but she couldn’t have any more after me. She is only 32 and I’m an only child. She helps out a lot now.
After I told her, I felt much better and a lot happier. It was hard telling her and I recommend that anyone tells their parents as soon as they know; it’s a lot less stressful.
I met a couple of new boyfriends when I was pregnant, but none of them was as good as my first, I was still in love with him, I guess, and it felt a bit weird being intimate with them when I knew that I had another boy’s baby in my belly.
Towards the end of my pregnancy, I felt fat, really fat and very uncomfortable. The doctors said that I had to be induced 2 weeks early because I was so young and thin. I wanted a natural birth and I got it. It was the most amazing thing to happen in my entire life and made everything that came before it so worthwhile.
I had wished for a boy and I was so happy that I had one. I called him Peter James, not for any big reason. I just like the names, sounds a bit old fashioned.
He is now 3 months old, Looking back, I don’t regret it and if I knew know what I knew then, I would take the same choices. I know that I get criticized for having a baby so young but this is the making of me. I’m back in normal school and I should be getting B, A or A* grades in my GCSE.
I also have a new boyfriend who is very nice and who knows, I might have his baby one day.
Would I recommend that other girls do the same? Well they can only make up there own minds. Just know that it is not easy. In fact, imagine the hardest thing in the world and you’re almost there. But is it worth it, yes.
I’m 17 from England. I’m new here and this is my story!
I have just found out I am pregnant 5 days ago. I’m only about five weeks. The day I told my boyfriend of two months, he finished me. I was so shocked it hardly even hit me till I got home. He told me he didn’t want the baby and I should get rid of it for the sake of my future.
I am still unsure, but after seeing some abortion pictures, I’m almost certain I’ll be keeping my baby no matter what. My ex has not been in touch since the day I told him. My family, luckily, are shocked but will support me no matter what. I’m currently looking into all my options before I tell people I’m keeping my baby.
I go to sixth form and am studying for my A levels. So tomorrow, I’m going to try and arrange for them to be took after the baby is born. I feel strong in myself but scared for people’s reactions, especially my friends, who I love to pieces. The whole baby thing doesn’t seem real. I have to keep reminding myself its happening to me.
Right now, I’m so confused about how my life is going to turn out. I’m going from a carefree teenager heading to uni to a single mother at 18. I have no idea what life will be like in a year’s time for me.
Hey. I am 18 years old and live in Australia. I found out yesterday that I am 5 weeks pregnant and I have a really bad situation.
It all really started 13 months ago when I got out of a really long relationship. I was just adjusting to being single and M came along. He was everything I needed at the time and paid so much attention to me. He really was the thing that I needed to get over the other guy.
So we started dating and for the first couple of months, everything went well. Then we started breaking up. We would break up for a couple of weeks, then start talking again and get back together. This happened about 5 or 6 times.
The last time that we got back together, he promised everything would be different. He wouldn’t break up with me again and he could never break my heart again like he had so many times before because my heart was his heart. I believed him and everything was different.
We moved out into our own apartment and everything was going really well for about a month. Then we started fighting, and one night, I went back to my parents’ house to have some time to think. When I came home in the morning, I went through his phone and “he had asked a thousand other chicks back to our house for sex”. That broke my heart, but he had never done anything like that before so I thought everything would be ok. And it was for a little while. He bought me a promise ring and said one day it would be a bigger ring on my finger coz he couldn’t imagine his life without me. But we kept fighting 3 or 4 times every day and a month went by like this and he decided that he couldn’t do this anymore coz he wasn’t happy.
But I loved him and couldn’t imagine waking up without him. He really was my everything and he broke my heart into a thousand pieces. That was a week ago today.
So I moved out and moved back to my parents. I would text him 10 times everyday, telling him that I loved him and that it didn’t need to be like this. He wouldn’t reply.
Then I had arranged to go down to our old place where he was to sign some legal papers about the lease and stuff on Thursday. I hadn’t been feeling well, but I just thought it was because I was going through heartache. So on a whim, I took a pregnancy test and it came out positive.
Straight away after that, our mutual friend called and said that she just found out that he had been cheating on me since he asked all those girls back to our house for sex.
So I went down there to tell him that I know that he cheated and that I might be pregnant. All he said was that he would pay to get rid of it. But then we started talking about friends and old times and one thing led to another and well, you know.
Then he made me leave coz his friends were on the way to his house and he didn’t want them to see me.
Then the day after, I found out I was pregnant for sure from the doctor.
I told him and he thinks that it is a stunt to get him back and “all he wants to do is send me the money to get and abortion”.
Everyone I have told has told me to get rid of it and that I am too young and beautiful to let this ruin my life.
I haven’t told my parents yet and I don’t think that they will be able to handle it. We have had a lot of things going on in my family lately and I think my Dad is on the verge of a heart attack.
I just don’t know what to do. I still love him with everything in me. But I know that I could never go back …..
Please help.
