I first became pregnant when I was only 17 years old and I had a perfect pregnancy and labor, very beautiful. My mom was a little mad but expected it because I was with my boyfriend ( My Husband Now) for so long that she had figured out we were having sex. At first, it was planned, and then we had tried so hard, and then we stopped planning, and it happened unexpected. I loved being pregnant for the first time; it was amazing. 6 months after my daughter Jazmine (3 years old now) was born, I promised myself to never become pregnant again. Being a mom was soo hard; I kid you not. I did not expect my whole life to change, to lose my friends. I didn’t know all of this would happen to me. Never again, I told myself, lol.
19 years old now and I was on the birth control shot. Who knew birth control didn’t always work, not me that’s 4 sure. I had a job interview and was feeling really weak that day, but I hadn’t eaten anything yet that day. I went to go meet my husband/baby father at his job. As soon as I got in front of his job’s building, I begin to feel really weak and slowly started to fall to the ground. Anyway, I ended up in the hospital. They said I had blacked out, lol. Then the doctor asked my husband to leave the room as she explained to me what’s wrong with me (I was so scared that I had AIDs or something). My husband left and she said well do you know why you blacked out. I said yes because I didn’t eat today, she said yes that and because you’re pregnant, congrats. I said no, I can’t be. I didn’t even miss my period yet. And she said well, maybe you’ll believe me when you start to see your tummy grow and laughed. But I couldn’t even crack a smile if I wanted to cuz I was so pissed off. I told my husband and he never tells me to get an abortion becuz he knows I don’t believe in killing my own flesh and blood. But he didn’t have to cuz I was thinking it already. I made an abortion appointment and never showed up to none, I couldn’t do it. I told my mom I was pregnant again and she begged me to keep the baby, and everybody was actually OK with me having another baby except me. The pregnancy was so bad, the worst. I hated being pregnant for the second time, I wanted it to be over so bad. I was depressed every single day.
LABOR- The labor was soo bad. I started bleeding early in the morning. I was 9 months and I thought I was having a miscarriage, the blood wouldn’t stop. They said I lost so much blood, I had to get someone else’s blood back in my body after I deliver the baby. Then after the baby, they left the placenta in me after I was already stitched up. I didn’t know they left that mess in me but I knew I didn’t feel well. I didn’t even want to see my baby, I was hurting too much. I got so sick and I was in so much pain. When they came to check up on me, they saw how big my stomach still was and opened my legs and begin to try to pool pieces of placenta out of me. I was screaming so loud and kicking and scared to death.
My daughters are now Jazzy, 3 years old, and Jayla, 6 months old, and they are really bad but good girls when they wanna be. I still can’t believe I have two kids wow. And people don’t even think I have one.
I’m fourteen. My birthday is on September 12th soo I’m soon turning 15.
I have just found out that I’m gonna have a baby :/ & I’m nervous, verry alone. As far as the father, he doesn’t know (yet). I’m scared to tell him. He says he’s not ready for a baby yet. I know I will keep him/her & I really want the dad in my life, but that’s his choice. I’m two months as of last Thursday. The baby will be born on April 16th if all goes well 😀 I’m excited as well as scared. I came here to get opinions & support so I’ll do the same in return.
Thanks.
I got pregnant when I was 16.
Me and my boyfriend couldn’t of been happier, which is more than I can say about everyone else. Most people thought it was a bad idea that I keep my baby because I was so young and had ‘everything going for me’ like college, etc. and had my whole life ahead of me. Everyone had their own opinion to what I should do but me and my boyfriend had already made our minds up that we were keeping our baby, but didn’t tell anyone at first. But as my pregnancy progressed, everyone got used to the idea and got generally excited, especially after we heard his heartbeat and went to the first scan. I must admit, I was really worried about being a young mum and thought over my options quite a bit.
But now, when I look at my baby boy’s smiley little face, I’m sooooo, soooo, sooooo happy that I choose to have him. I made the right choice even when he’s up at 2 am in the morning, crying his eyes out, and I have to drag myself out of bed to make up his bottles. I have to smile and thank God for giving me something so special. Everyone loves him to bits and are glad that we’ve got him. I cant imagine my life without him now. He means the world to me and I know things can only get better from here 🙂
Going back to school was much easier than I had originally expected it to be. I’ve been back for eight days now I think but it still pretty much sucks already.
I hate getting up early every day, and I have tons of homework because of my lack of study halls and honors classes. I’m super happy about having two classes with my boyfriend, art and chorus, and nobody gives me any crap at all. Of course, I’m only one of three girls pregnant in my school and several others have babies. We’re not the most well-behaved school, to say the least, lol.
I’ve already started my first art project and it’s going to be this cute little weave with pink, yellow, and light green colors. I wanted to write Izabella or Izabella Jean on it but that’s way too complicated for me.
I’m getting pissed off lately. It feels like I’m going in circles.
Constantly working, not stopping for a single nap. I’m sleep-deprived, hungry, and just plain sore. Today is my well-deserved day off so it’s gonna be used for sleep. Last night was perfect for me: homemade soul food and an old Black and white movie. So if all goes as planned, I’m gonna quit both jobs soon.
I got my friend coming on the 20th and he’s staying here for 2 weeks. I should actually be cleaning my room. I’m gonna take a break from enlisting options soon too. I’m gonna wait 4 years so I can get my degree on my own, then enlist, hopefully Marines. Not unless within that time i get pregnant then I won’t. Getting my JROTC uniform together slowly. We’re getting fitted for jackets next week and Monday, we’re getting our pants. I’ve got everything else, though.
Well, off to my chores, good morning, good afternoon, and good night.
