If you would like to know, I am 19 years old and am 6 months pregnant with my first baby… There are a lot of things me & my boyfriend went through before I got pregnant. We went through the good and the bad. We’ve been together for almost 2 years. Even if he comes from the roughest part of the neighborhood, I love him as if he were the richest man in the world. To me, he is everything. So when I found out I was pregnant, I had mixed feelings. I was happy because I thought I couldn’t have any kids, and he was also happy because he thought he couldn’t get me pregnant. But with good feelings also comes with the bad. I was also scared, afraid that my parents would disapprove, but I told my mother right away. I was glad to find out that she took the news very well and was some sort of happy for me and my boyfriend.
Well, the first few months of my pregnancy (1-3) were fine…I didn’t get those symptoms of like throwing up or looking for outrageous food. But after those months, I started getting emotional and peeing a lot. Then at 5 months, my boobs started getting milk ( is that normal? ). I got sensitive about everything and I didn’t like a lot of noise or shouting. I got isolated in my room, but I still got out for walks. Well anyway, now for the reason I started blogging….
I need some advice on what I should do during the next few months of pregnancy…Here are some of my questions.
1. Is it not good to have sex at this time?
2. What is best to eat?
3. How do I avoid being so emotional?
4. What can’t I eat?
Well, I guess those are some of my questions. I hope someone can help me through.
Until my next blog.
Thanks for reading
People always describe me as happy, go lucky, always smiling, etc… but behind this? Pressure, lies, and undefined sadness is inside of me. As the older sister, I must always act and show the positive side of me so I’ll be a good model to them ( I mean to my younger cousins and brother…) But sometimes things don’t go my way… I am just like you who sometimes makes a mistake…
I’m a freshman at Voise Academy. I going around my school and seeing how many teens are getting pregnant because they want to know how it feels to be pregnant, but really pregnancy is not a game. They don’t think that it is that hard when it really is. These teens that I see are mostly pregnant because they think it’s cute.
The thought of being pregnant both excites me and scares me. I know i’m capable of raising my own child, i’ve always wanted to have kids, but i’m afraid that i will get rejected by my parents or at least my father (my father doesn’t claim the 7 grandchildren he has now, nor does he claim his other 3 kids) and i have the eerie feeling that the guy who would be the father of the child would deny it is his. Seeing as my bestfriend and roommate is almost in the same sitution, she’s like me, she may be pregnant but her boyfriend will not leave (he’s my cousin and well lets say we have the agreement he hurts her, I hurt him.lol) We have plans to be moved out before the babies were born. The thought of being disowned by family and friends is what hurts and scares me the most. Maybe its because i haven’t had to deal with it before, the stress maybe starting to set in with anxiety. Seems as though if i am in fact pregnant i won’t be able to hid it( if you know me, I am a bigger woman)…to sum it up i am getting stressed, worried, and fustrated.
Here I am again, wondering if it’s okay.
Can’t stop this troubled heart cause our hearts are apart, miles away from each other. Oh my baby, I picture you and I walking in a mall holding hands. I turn back to look at my life, I see a child wearing a school uniform and I start imagining you. I was confused at first, but not now. I have thought and thought until my brain stops generating. I could not eat or sleep, let alone share my thoughts with other people. Remembering the day I sat in a doctor’s room. Why am I here, I asked myself. Then I began answering myself at the very same time. This all started by letting a guy control my life, By being negative about reality. He decided what was wrong and right for me. He told me where to and where not to. And I believe he decided that it was time to have a baby now. Confused, not knowing what to do and who to tell, considered abortion and committing suicide, but still my inner part told me to rethink everything thoroughly. As a politician, I know that teenage pregnancy is a very judgmental issue, but still am I doing it for people? February 14, I chose my sentence. The reason I call it a sentence is because I knew that whatever decision I came up with had to live in me for the rest of my life. I chose to be a mother and not just any mother but I chose to be a teenage mother. February 16, I started telling my friends, who in turn judged, laughed, and talked behind my back. Another day passed still crying about this baby that was inside me. I decided to tell my teacher. WOW, how lucky am I to get a very understanding person. She calmed me down and she was always on my side until when I told my mother. “WHAT” were the words she said before sobbing. Lucky I had someone on my side who made the path a little more easier for me.
Today, here am I, no longer confused, but with a family that is looking forward to a niece, nephew, granddaughter, and daughter. Therefore, I am no longer confused as I now have a solution. Not as easy as one will think it is. I love my unborn baby girl
Sometimes asking the why question is not the solution. It has never been a solution.
My sister is the only one who knows about my pregnancy so far, guess what she said? Well, she said, I must have an abortion before it even shows. I can’t, not now especially since they know about the baby……I am not denying that the pregnancy came as shocking news. I am not able to tell my mom as she cares a lot about her image as school principal and my dad is a very strict, respected man in the community. How do I go about it? I’m in my second month of pregnancy and I try by all means to hide it as no one notices. I believe that I am old enough though to be taking my own decision. The first thing that came to my mind after hearing that I was pregnant, was how will my father’s congregation act. I did think about my boyfriend but he never crossed my mind as much as my father’s church, my workmates, and my mother’s students.
I have really disappointed my family, but still, I don’t think of having an abortion…..
