Although most of the glossy mags and rags spoke of Evangeline Lilly’s embarrassment, the ‘Lost’ beauty has nothing to be embarrassed about in her counter to Hollywood’s flesh-show habits.
She took a stand and her TV bosses had to re-write the script.
The stunning brunette, who plays bad girl Kate in the hit drama, was determined not to strip naked in front of the cameras.
She told Arena magazine: “When I got the first draft of the pilot episode, there was a nude scene in there. So before I got the job, I said to JJ (‘Lost’ creator JJ Abrams), ‘You need to know I’m a bit of a prude and nudity is something that I’m going to be adamantly opposed to’.
“When we came to shoot the scene, it had been rewritten for me to be in a tank top and underwear, and I really appreciate that they made it more modest.”
The 26-year-old is engaged to co-star Dominic Monaghan and plans on having children.
A few days later, I began to feel weird. Everything I smelt made my stomach upset and I just wanted to constantly vomit and I did. I thought that I might be pregnant, but I didn’t want to get our hopes up so I didn’t say anything.
I waited until it was time for my period again and when it didn’t come, I knew without a doubt that I was pregnant. I told my boyfriend that I thought I might be Pregnant
A week before my seventeenth birthday, my boyfriend of five months and I decided that we were going to be together forever and we knew this because we love each other so much. Knowing this, we knew that we wanted children together. So on that very day, we began the process. A few days later, I began to feel weird. Everything I smelt made my stomach upset and I just wanted to constantly vomit and I did. I thought that I might be pregnant, but I didn’t want to get our hopes up so i didn’t say anything.
I waited until it was time for my period again and when it didn’t come, I knew without a doubt that I was pregnant. I told my boyfriend that I thought I might be Pregnant and he was happy he said that if I was that he would be very happy. He told me how much he loved me and that he would be so happy if I were pregnant. So a few days went by and still no period… So I went to the store and bought a pregnancy test, the test I bought had to in the box. I took one test the same night and it was negative so I knew that that was wrong so I waited the next day and took it when I first woke up. The test read positive and all I could do was cry I cried for about an hour.
I called my boyfriend at work and told him the good news. He was so nervous he dropped the phone. He called back and from the sound of his voice, I can tell that he was smiling. He told me how much he loved me and he kept kissing into the phone. We were so happy but we didn’t even think about our parents. I knew that I didn’t want to face my parents right away so I avoided them. I eventually told my mom and dad and so did my boyfriend. Everybody was upset. My mom and my boyfriend’s mom got over it after a few days but my dad wouldn’t talk to me. I had an appointment scheduled for the following week and my boyfriend and I went together.
We were nervous and excited at the same time. We got a chance to see where the baby would develop and we also heard the heartbeat. It was so exciting. After the appointment, we began to talk about what we would do when the baby was born! And we were so ready. We got the date for our next appointment and we left. A few days before the next appointment, I began to feel some really sharp pains and I didn’t know what was going on. It never crossed my mind that i was having a miscarriage.
I called my boyfriend and told him. He asked me what I had ate and he said maybe the food wasn’t agreeing with me and he said to lay down. I went into my room and laid down. It began to get worst so I called my mom. She told me that maybe it was gas. Nobody thought that their could possibly be something wrong with the baby. It was my first pregnancy so I didn’t know what to expect. I thought nothing else of it until the day of my appointment, I brought it to the attention of my doctor and she got the ultrasound machine. She left out of the room and when she returned, she was accompanied by two other doctors. They all stood around the machine and then the other two doctors left. She turned to my boyfriend and I and told us that our baby had died. And at that time, I felt like I had died to.
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Hello –
Oh, I am so very sorry about your horrible experience. This is so tragic and my heart so breaks for you. My name is Lisa and I am from the Stand Up Girl website. I’m so very sorry about your loss and I hope that in time your hearts will heal. I hope that you can now begin to plan your futures together and then maybe begin to plan a wedding (?) 🙂 . Wouldn’t that be a wonderful start to building your family? Thank you so much for sharing your story with us at Stand Up Girl. Please feel free to send an e-mail any time. OK?
Thank you again.
Luv Lisa
Katie and I had a great relationship. We are one day apart. How weird is that? Things got a little crazy at her birthday party. It was around midnight and we went up to her room. We took off our clothes and had sex. Her period was around a month later, but it never happened. I told her to go to the doctor to see what was wrong.
I first met Katie Burns during the 2004-2005 school year. She was in ALL of my classes, which was UNBELIEVABLE! I had the hugest crush on her EVER! Two months after school began, I asked her if she wanted to go out with me. And she said yes. She and I had a great relationship. We are one day apart. How weird is that? Things got a little crazy at her birthday party. It was around midnight and we went up to her room. We took off our clothes and had sex. Her period was around a month later, but it never happened. I told her to go to the doctor to see what was wrong. He told her that she was a month pregnant. And when she told me, I began to panic. Our parents got mad at us. Since my family is Catholic and her’s are Christian, our only options were this: have an abortion or get married and have the baby. Pick which one you think we did.
So, on March 3, 2006, Katie and I became husband and wife. And being four months pregnant when we got married, she looked HOTT in her wedding dress. Then we were told that we were expecting twins: a boy and a girl. She squealed with joy and I passed out.
On August 29, we were watching our favorite movie, A Walk to Remember, when Katie began to groan. I asked her if she was all right and she replied that her water broke. I began to panic. I then called my older brother to drive us to the hospital.
Let me tell you something: I’m glad that I’m a guy cuz labor is PAINFUL and it is SO long! She was in labor for FOUR DAYS! Finally, on September 2, we welcomed our son, Christopher Issac, and our daughter, Soleil Isabelle, into the world. I was overjoyed. They are SO beautiful and gorgeous! She and I felt like we were the luckiest parents in the entire world!
Sadly, there was some bad news. On November 13, Katie and her brother were at the bank…making a deposit. On that day, there was a masked man and he was robbing the bank. She tried to stop him, and she was shot. Her brother got out of the bank alive. He wishes that he was the one who was dead instead of Katie.
I miss her so much and I’m proud that she tried to stop the man. I tell Chris and Soleil about her a lot. When Katie was alive, she would sing to them at bedtime. Luckily, I recorded her singing one night when Soleil had trouble sleeping. So, before I leave the room, I push the record player and the twins fall asleep when they hear her voice.
I’ll always remember Katie. She is the first girl I ever loved. She was my first girlfriend and my first wife. She brought our two beautiful children in the world and I thank God everyday for every moment I have with Chris and Soleil. Girls, share this story with your boyfriends. They might not care or they might be touched. Whatever happens, it won’t matter. What matters is I’m a father figure to Christopher Issac and Soleil Isabelle. And I’m damn proud of it!:)
Dear Jeremy –
I’m Lisa and I am from the Stand Up Girl website. I saw your e-mail and wanted to save it to read when I had a good hot cup of coffee and I could take the time to read every word. Ohh my goodness! You are a Stand Up Guy Jeremy! What an amazing story of your life … I was overjoyed when I saw that you chose life for your TWO babies. That must have been quite a surprise. And you know what? You honored Katie by supporting her to choose life! Wow! I’m so terribly sorry for your loss with Katie. Boy – to try to stop someone from robbing a bank … it sounds like she was a really amazing young woman. The song that you play for the kids that touched my heart to tears. Keep her memory alive. I think that is so beautiful, Jeremy. Thank you so very much for sharing your story with us at the Stand Up Girl website. I really think that when a guy Stands up like you have – it will encourage many others to Stand too.
Thank you again Jeremy.
Luv Lisa
A Father’s Love is a celebration of the important role fathers play in their children’s lives. Each artist’s heartfelt performance expresses their own unique perspective on what it means to be a dad.
Life’s greatest pleasures come from the moments we share with the ones we love, and it is our hope that this collection of songs inspires you and your family to fully explore your own unique relationships.
This album was truly a joy to make…may it bring out the “Golden Dad” in all of us.
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This is the story of how my son came to be.
I was 19, he was 37, I thought that he was the one. He was my first and as I saw it, my last. It was only the second time that it had happened and I was indeed naive enough to believe that I wouldn’t get pregnant. One month later, I’m sitting in the bathroom, staring in disbelief at the array of positive pregnancy tests laid out before me, waiting for him to come home. He walks in the door, comes around the corner to see me, lying on the bed. He asks what’s wrong and all I can do is point to the bathroom. He was ecstatic. He ran into the bedroom, hugged me, and whispered, “Thank you.”
I, on the other hand, was not so ecstatic. I knew how my family was going to take the news. 19, unmarried, no college education, low-paying job, no permanent living situation, not really the ideal for a mother. I was eating dinner at my parent’s house one night and I just broke down at the kitchen table. My mother walked up to my room with me and asked what was wrong. I walked over to my purse and pulled out a Ziploc filled with the positive pregnancy tests. The moment my mother saw them, she sank to the bed next to me and started crying. After a few moments, she looked at me, patted my leg and said, “Honey, it’s alright, we’ll find the money to take care of it. No one will have to know.” Immediately my tears dried, my back stiffened and my eyes locked with my mother’s. All the sadness that I had inside for this abrupt change in my life morphed into disbelief at her comment, anger at her ignorance, and then determination to do the right thing.
My mother called family members to see if they could convince me to “take care of it.” All of them failed. I was determined to see this through. My family finally decided to give up, but not only on changing my mind, but on me too. My family walked away from me to let me live my life with the choice I had made. I had many doubts about the choice that I made. I ran over all of the options in my head and I wavered on if this was the right thing to do. There were options out there, why didn’t I just take them and pretend that life was normal again? These questions plagued me day in and day out.
A month later, I went into the bathroom and saw spotting. I brushed it off as a fluke. About an hour later, heavier spotting; then the floodgates opened. I called my mother and the baby’s father to let them know I was going to the emergency room; that I was having a miscarriage. I remember sitting in the hospital, praying and begging that God let me keep my baby. They brought me to the room for a sonogram. I lay there on the table watching the screen, waiting to see something that even resembled a baby. Nothing. I watched some more, then, there it was…my baby…They turned on the volume…there was heartbeat, beating in time with mine. The guilt of ever doubting that I was doing the right thing washed over me and I felt a pain inside like nothing I’d ever felt before. A second technician came into the room with a picture, they handed it to me. It was a beautiful, color print of my baby. I said, thank you, knowing that this would probably be the only link I would have to my child. They took me back to my room and the doctor explained that I was indeed having a miscarriage and that it would probably be wise if I just let them, “take care of it.” I cringed at that phrase I had heard so many times before. I refused. The doctor and my family urged me to do it so that I would not be in any danger myself. I didn’t care, as long as that baby had a heartbeat, it was still my choice and my choice was to take my chances and pray for the best. The doctor released me from the hospital, ordering bed rest until the completion of the miscarriage and asked me to come back in a few days to make sure that everything was okay.
A few days passed…then a week, then a month. My baby was still there, getting stronger and bigger every day. I went for a check up. They did another sonogram. There was no sign on bleeding, no sign of any damage, and no sign that there had ever been anything wrong. I was going to keep my baby.
The remainder of the pregnancy was no picnic for me, alternating periods of bed rest, Braxton hicks contractions, sciatica, nausea, whatever you can imagine, I went through. The baby’s father and I had long since broken up, but I was living in the basement of his house because I still couldn’t go back to my parent’s. My job and money situation hadn’t improved any. I started thinking again, “Did I do the right thing? Is this the kind of place to raise a child? Am I ready for this?” Then the day came when the real contractions hit. It was four weeks early. I went to my doctor. They immediately sent me to the hospital. I was terrified that I had made it this far and that something would go wrong, that he was going to be born early and wouldn’t make it. I went into labor that afternoon and early the next morning, I was laying in bed snuggling up next to my healthy, beautiful, perfect baby boy.
I named him Noah after Genesis 6:8…”But Noah found grace in the eyes of the LORD.”
I went to the clinic for a consultant and my heart was pounding. Seeing my little buddle of joy on the screen, I had this rush of love for my baby. I used to talk to my baby and think of it 24/7 and I knew then I wanted it. I told my boyfriend and he said that it was fine. But things changed and I couldn’t let my family…so I booked an abortion.
Hey Becky! —
I’ve been with my boyfriend for the past four months and after a month, we and sex for the first time… and the following month, I missed my period.
I told him and he was really supportive, but nobody else knew, not my mum or any member of my family. I went to the doctors who confirmed I was pregnant but I was upset. My mum has always said to me you will always have to have an abortion because you cannot have a baby at a young age and that was in my head all the time.
In a way, I didn’t wanna let her down. My boyfriend wanted me to get rid of the baby as well due to the fact that we was too young. I booked my abortion and I felt sick on the phone.
I went to the clinic for a consultant and my heart was pounding. Seeing my little buddle of joy on the screen, I had this rush of love for my baby. I use to talk to my baby and think of it 24/7 and I knew then I wanted it. I told my boyfriend and he said that it was fine. But things changed and I couldn’t let my family… So I booked an abortion.
As I’m sitting here writing you this I’m still feeling the pain inside me from my abortion. I was 7 weeks pregnant and would have been 8 weeks tomorrow. I had no pain relief and I felt every single movement. It was horrible but I was happy to take the pain of killing my own baby. I loved this baby with my heart and I really wanted it and 6 hours later, I’m regretting it.
If only I had told my mum. I’m an empty person inside and I cannot stop crying. Please let this letter help. Abortion is wrong and I’ll never go through with it again. I’ve lost my baby and my heart is broken and I’ll leave with this for the rest of my life.
Please Girls. Think of your baby and don’t do it.
Kirsty
Dearest Kirsty —
My name is Lisa and I help Becky at the Stand Up Girl website with some of her e-mails.
Please forgive me for sending you this e-mail so late after you sent your e-mail, I wanted to be able to give my undivided attention and care in sending you this e-mail. My heart so breaks for you and I wanted to share with you. When I help Becky with e-mails, there are those certain special girls. You are one of those special girls.
Another reason why I’m replying to you is because … I understand your pain to the very depths of my soul. How? Because I also aborted my baby and regret to the very core of my being. May I share my story with you so you can know where I come from? This way, you can know you are not alone and the girl that is talking to you … also knows and has experienced the heartache you have today.
Here is a link back to the site where my story is:
http://standupgirl.com/site/index.php?option=com_content&task=view&id=74&Itemid=41
Kirsty – I know that deep pain and when you walk down the street, you hear a baby cry and your heart aches. You see a mommy loving on her baby and your very being cringes because you long for that feeling too.
Kirsty – your grief is very real and true and you have complete permission to experience it. I’m not giving you some sort of mind thing to do. It’s just that you need to grieve the loss of your baby. Crying is not only OK, it is necessary. Crying is a release. I know that you don’t want anyone to hear you. You want to be able to move on with your life as if it never happened. You and I both know and understand … We can’t just move on. You deserve that time and so does your baby. It’s truly OK.
Kirsty – it sounds like you are in another country – like the UK? I’m in the USA and I would love to refer you to a place where you can maybe find a nearby post-abortion group in your area. I went to a post abortion group for each of my 2 babies. I participated in a group and we completed a book called “Forgiven and Set Free” written by Linda Cochran and I highly recommend it! Really I do. It is a wonderful tool of healing and it will bring you THROUGH the grief. It will allow you to put it away on the shelves of your heart … neatly and in order. Don’t do it like I did and wait over 10 years for the grief to build and mount to the point where I tried to find anything I could to relieve me. Drugs, men – anything. Please don’t do what I did.
Here is a link and maybe we can locate a post abortion group in your area.
Otherwise, let’s try to locate a “Forgiven and Set Free” book on line and get one to you. They are not expensive and I would love to see you get some healing. OK?
Please let me know if you do or don’t find anything in your area. OK?
Next is the step that I took and this is the most important one. You see Kirsty – I now have a relationship with Jesus Christ and He removed all of my guilt and shame. He can do that for you too. Do you know who He is? You probably already do, but do you have a personal relationship with Him? It’s really a cool thing and I just love having a personal relationship with Him. I can talk to Him any time and He is always with me. He forgave me of the sin of my abortion and in the Bible it tells me even though I have things in my life that made me as red as crimson, He has washed me and made me as white as snow.
Do you want to know how to have that relation ship with Him? I don’t share this with everyone that comes to the website. Only those that I feel like I have this special kind of place with.
All’s it takes is asking Him. That’s it! Can you believe how easy that is? If you believe that Jesus Christ came to earth as God in flesh, that He lived a perfectly sinless life here on earth, that He was born of the Virgin Mary and that He died on the cross to forgive you and me of our sins … woo hoo – then let’s take it. That’s a free gift that is being offered to you and to me. To wipe us clean from this sin in our lives.
Are you interested in doing this with me? I’ll say a prayer with you if you want. I tell you what. I’ll type the prayer and then I’ll read it out loud and I will say it in my heart too. If you want to, when you read it, if you mean it from your heart you can say it to yourself but to Him, or you can even say it out loud with me. K’?
“Dear Jesus, I thank you for dying on the cross for my sins, and rising
again on the third day. Please Lord, wipe me clean … as white as snow
like you said You would. And thank you. Please be my Lord, be my Savior
and be my Friend. I thank you that I am now a child of God and that I am
now forgiven and am going to heaven. It is in Jesus’ name I pray. Amen!”
Did you say that prayer with me? Did you cry like I did? Wow Kirsty! If you said that prayer … let me know. I’m so proud of you.
If you didn’t say that prayer, then that’s OK. Just save this e-mail for later in case you want to say it some other time. OK?
Just know that in any case, I’m right here. A new Stand Up friend that totally understands your heart. I’m here with a shoulder ready at any time.
OK?
OK. 🙂
Luv Lisa |
