Hey, I’m 18, female in Cali, and may be pregnant.
My story started when I was 8 years old. I was molested for years till I was 11. I got to meet my love when I was 14, we are still together. I got raped when I was 15 by a male friend. [acquaintance rape] It shook me, scarred me, and took a long time to forgive; but I am stronger and somehow a better person.
If I am preg, I will keep the child or adoption. I really don’t know if I could ever abort. I am scared of what my parents might do, or say. My man promised that if I am preg, he will not leave, and he is the one person who has helped me graduate high school, been through the rape with me, and who has always been honest and supported me.
I am 17 years old and 6 months pregnant. I am a senior and going to school, trying to get my life back in order.
My boyfriend at the time broke up with me in April when I conceived. I didn’t know I was pregnant and I talked to my friend and she made me get a test, but I knew I wasn’t pregnant. It couldn’t happen to me. I was at my friend’s house and went home because I had to watch my little brother. I took the test and it came out positive. I cried and I didn’t know how to tell my ex-boyfriend. I hadn’t talked to him in 2 1/2 months. When I finally talked to him, he was so happy and it made me feel better. Well, when I went to the doctor, she asked me what I wanted to do about my pregnancy. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to have a baby, but I definitely knew I wasn’t going to kill her. I fell in love with her once I saw her on the first ultrasound.
I get support from both sides of the families and it was the best decision to keep my baby.
And the results are as anticipated because the shock of actually being pregnant never did feel “real” and I am always soo disappointed. but this time, I know this was for the best.
So, if you haven’t already guessed it, I’m not pregnant.
But I have a few things to confess about my life at this current time. As I’ve mentioned before, we own a house together which we purchased last year and we have a bunch of animals which I like to refer to as my zoo.
Over the past few months, I have been going through another “baby phase” as I like to put it. I get frustrated about all the animals in our house and how much easier it would be to have 1 baby instead of 3 dogs, 2 cats, a hamster, and 3 fish. Then something happens and I snap out of it. Usually its a pregnancy scare resulting in a negative test, but the worry of it all suddenly making me realize that I should appreciate my life for what it is and enjoy our youth, and working towards setting up an even better environment for our future children. but always saying, if it happened by accident, then we would be happy. Well now, I’d rather it go as planned.
And this is what changed it all… Last Friday, there was a sudden change of events. Two of my dogs escaped from our yard and disappeared for 3 hours in the pouring rain. I have never been so terrified in my life. In the course of looking for them, I had a good 20 minute conversation with God, praying for forgiveness of the things I had thought and said and begging for my dogs to just be okay. I promised him, if I could just hold them in my arms again, I would never ask for my life to change again. I would appreciate my life for the wonder of it, take care of the family we do have and strive for a stronger future.
I found them 10 minutes later. And now, I refuse to break my promise. I feel as if I was given a second chance and I won’t let him down.
We talked last night, and we decided when we are 23, we will start trying. That is a year and a half away. And then we will have the baby, hopefully a year after that. So, in 2.5 years, when are bills are paid off, we will have a newborn, and we will be 24. I couldn’t be happier.
Well… I’m thinking I could possibly be carrying a child right now. The thought is extremely nerve-wracking but at the same time, super exciting. Even though I am only 19 years of age, I have faith in myself that I could make the life for my child to be wonderful. Still, I’m scared.
I’m new to the site and I would seriously like some help and support, advice, or anything else anyone can offer to help me get through this time. Tomorrow, me and my boyfriend have decided to go forth and see if I actually am pregnant… WHEW… It’ll be a sigh of relief or some major planning we’ll have to look forward to. But anyways… I would just like to have someone to talk to that is possibly going through the same thing. Ya know, some moral support from people that understand where I’m coming from.
Thank y’all in advance and you’ll hear more from me soon.
I am a sophomore in college and 8 weeks pregnant. Me and my baby’s father are no longer together.
When I first told him, he said that it was up to me on what I want to do. My first response was “I can’t have a baby”. Abortion seems to be the only way out. Now, as I think it about it and do research on abortions, I can’t do it. To confuse things more, I think he is set on having an abortion now. This is something very serious and not taken lightly at all. Next issue is my parents! How will they react to their baby girl having a baby?
I know many will say I’m throwing my life away, but I truly don’t feel that way. I hope I make the right decision.
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 he 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 the 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, 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 an 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
