It is been a week now since I found out that I am pregnant. The only person who knows about my pregnancy is my boyfriend. Though he is not with me now, he keeps on updating me about my health. He loves me that much. My problem is how to tell it to my parents. I am now a graduating student and I guess my parents will be in shock if they would know about my situation. I am still planning to continue my studies though I am having my baby with me. I am also the eldest child of my parents and I am just 19. I don’t have any regrets in my mind and I don’t care what will my friends and classmates say about me when they find out about this. Surely, they won’t understand me. But what they don’t know too is having this baby completes me.
Hi, I’m 26 years old…
I am always anxious about the unknown and I have this need to do well @ everything… work, varsity….and it has made me develop into this career-controlling person. However, putting a bit of a damper, or should I say slow social side…Anyway, what I’m writing about is probably very cynical seeing that I am 26 years old…I am in a relationship with a guy I simply adore and recently we had sex for the first time… i have been on the pill for a long time before and we for our first time used a condom as I am one to always wanna be overcautious bout everything…However, since then I have been driving myself into agony wondering if I was responsible enough as the last thing I want to do is fall pregnant>>Yes, I’m a bit of a late bloomer and don’t know much bout sex…However, I took it in my stride to Google for as much info as possible and I was amazed by all the mixed info I have received….Is it possible for me to still fall pregnant after taking two kinds of precautionary measures? I have been having cramps and all these funny feelings since then…Could it be I’m overanalyzing?? I thought I was ready by preparing myself with precautionary measures but now I just feel a bit stupid being 26 and not knowing much…I have amazing friends I’m sure I could ask but speaking to strangers is sometimes easier and much more comforting
Any feedback on my concern bout pregnancy will be much appreciated
Thanks in advance
I’m seven weeks and one day along today (: The father & I are so excited. I have my first doctor’s appointment this week.
I finally told my mother. She tells me every day that it’s not too late & I can still abort it, but I’m not going to. She said I have to be out of the house by December (it’s due in January). We are looking at apartments and are moving into my dad’s this week.[:
Everyone’s so supportive, other than my mom [: I love it. Can’t wait!
Well, I found out I was pregnant on March 22nd.
I was completely shocked. I was mad, sad, happy, everything all in one, and burst into tears! But I have a worry that this baby might not be my boyfriend’s. Me and my boyfriend were on a break, but were still seeing each and having sex. While we were on that break, I made a mistake and had sex with another guy. Like I was honest with my boyfriend that I had sex with another guy. And now he always bugs me about getting a paternity test for the baby. And I really don’t want to because I’m afraid that he might not be the dad! I really want him to be the father of my child! And in my heart, I feel like he is.
What can I do?! Someone, please help me!!
Two days ago, I told my parents that I am pregnant at 17. They kicked me out and I am living with my boyfriend’s family now.
It hurt so bad when I told them. My dad screamed at us. He told me to get rid of it and when I said no, he told me to get out. My mum tried to make him calm down, but it didn’t work. I got angry at him then I told him that at least I will be nice enough to my kid if I keep it to not kick them out if they were pregnant. I had already packed my bags because I knew they would kick me out. So I left that night I left them a letter saying how much I loved them and how sorry I was and I left a picture of my ultrasound as well with the sentence “This is the grandchild you just kicked out”. I felt so depressed I could barely eat the first day but then I told myself that I had to eat for the baby so I am. I still don’t know what I am going to do with the baby later, but if I give it up, it will be an open adoption. I will not abandon my baby like that. The worst part of this is the looks I get when people see me like I am a freak, but I must keep strong.
Byes
Every year on this day, I take a moment and sadness sets in. I do love my life and think I have been blessed by GOD with a wonderful understanding husband and 3 amazing kids.
However, today is the day that my first daughter passed away. She would be 7 today, and things would be a lot different I think. She was a stillborn, and we had no idea until I went in for my ultrasound and found out she had passed away 3 days earlier.
I often wonder who she would look like and what she would be like. As a mother, I miss her every day.
I don’t think having kids and being there everyday makes you a mother. I think being pregnant, for however short or long a time, makes you a mother and that instinct just kicks in as to always do what’s best for your baby no matter what the choice a woman makes is. She always does what’s best for her baby, and I think what could have been done to prevent this from happening?
Even though the doctors say it just happens sometimes with no warning, it still upsets me and makes me think I failed as her mother. I know that if she were here with us today, I would not have my little boy and girl or this new little bun in the oven, and Lord knows I love them with all my heart, I still think about how things would be with her. I know how hard it is for all these young women to deal with the pressure of being pregnant so young and having to make tough choices and it makes me so sad.
I just wish all these girls that have ever been done wrong or pressured into making a choice they didn’t want to could rise up and change what has happened to them as I wish I could change what happened to my baby. I have to think like most people do there’s a reason for all things, right or wrong. No matter how much sense they do or don’t make. I just wish I could change things. I will always remember Annette Mckenzie born May 21st, 2003. I loved her from the moment I knew she and I were sharing a body and I look forward to seeing her again one day.
