So the random food cravings have kicked in full. All I can seem to eat is eggs, roast beef, and pickles! I hate eggs! I’m all bloated and puffy! I feel like everyone around knows!
Today, I took a loooooong nap right after school, and my fiancé got worried about me (he doesn’t usually go too long without having some sort of communication with me). So he called my dad (who wasn’t at the house) and asked if he could check on me. So I’m asleep in my room when someone knocks on my door. I scream “WHAT DO YOU WANT!??!” and he pokes his head into my room. That brought an instant smile to my face! The first thing he said was, “Hey babe, I have something for you. (pulls a fake purple rose out from behind his back). I was going to get you a bouquet, but I wasn’t sure if I’d be able to come to see you and I didn’t want them to die so, here” And then he kissed my forehead and handed me the flower. He had sprayed it with a little of his body spray so it smelled like him. He’s just the sweetest guy!!!
He’s going to make a wonderful daddy!
To see you go,
It breaks my heart
I love you so
From the very start
I’m finally letting go
I will soon be free
I finally know
I finally see
I see the way
I know what I have to do
There’s nothing to say
I’ll never stop loving you
So I take this rope,
And make a tie
I can no longer mope
I’ll love you till the day I die
Swinging there
hanging in the breeze
Without a care
So everyone sees
What love can do
To the weak of heart
To me or you
It can tear you apart…
So I just hit 5 weeks and my fiancé started talking about how to break it to the parents. This, so far, has been the scariest part of the pregnancy.
My mom got pregnant when she was 16 and had five more kids, each two years apart, after that. So she’s constantly giving me the “no babies” talk. My dad, though I love him, is an ass. He’d kick me out in a heartbeat. My boyfriend’s mother absolutely ADORES me! She’s told me that she would take me in, and has before. He’s 18 and has a job so I’m not as worried about income as I am with school…
I’m a freshie and I go to a high school where you just DON’T get pregnant. You just don’t. No one has a kid at that school. I really don’t give a rip about what students will think so much as how I’ll be treated by my teachers. I’m not scared…yet, hahaha. I’m being as optimistic as I can be… But I need advice on everything with my parents…
How should I tell them…and also…I’m a HUGE coffee drinker…I’ve heard that it’s bad for the baby…is that true?
Hi, I’m 17 and I’m a senior in high school.
About 4 days ago, I found out I was pregnant. I told the baby’s father. He seems so happy. But the worst part is I haven’t told my parents. I’m kinda scared and confused. Should I tell them now? Or should I wait? Will they be disappointed in me? Will they give up on me?
I know I made a HUGE mistake. I really need help! What should I do?
Well, after the abortion, the only person I wanted to be with was my friend. For she also is one here.
I normally won’t cry in front of anyone, but her… I cried aloud and silently in her arms. I have to say she is my BEST FRIEND. Without her, I don’t know what would be going on in my life. My life is bad as it is, my parents are slightly assholes. I wish that they would just kick me out already. I talk to my boyfriend’s mom and dad. they said if they ever did, I’d be welcome to come to their house and stay there.
His mom doesn’t know that I’ve had an abortion.
Little do you understand, that his parents LOVEEE mee.!
I am only thirteen and I know what it’s like to watch someone you love walk away.
“Maybe,” I always think to myself, “-maybe if they were still here, this never would have happened.” I never had someone to look up to… Yet, I have two older brothers and one sister. My oldest brother left me for the military when I was only eight. On the other hand… My other brother is still in the military fighting with the U.S. Navy. I haven’t seen him since Christmas. My sister, the one that I should be the closest to, had welcomed me to something, at the time, I didn’t know was wrong. A gang. When I found that out, I stopped going with my sister. Instead, I went out with my best friend, at the time, or locked myself away in my room. Now that was a long time ago. I’m going into my first year of high school next year. December 4th is my last class for a modeling company. As a child, BOTH parents were drunks.
Now, only my mother has stayed on that bad habit. My Dad is now a heavy nicotine addict. I always have the smell lingering off my clothes. I’ve found a boy… I really love him. I know this because I have never felt like this before. In the middle of that one subject that you don’t need to listen to in order to pass it, all I can think about is him. Science. I find it the easiest stuff in the world. Rocks. Elements. Atoms. Cells. Everything is soooo simple. It doesn’t help that our teacher is “going through puberty again” so his voice always squeaks. This boy knows exactly what to say, no matter what mood I’m in to make me smile. To make me happy. We ALWAYS joke around with each other. We fight, but in a healthy relationship, you fight.
…But then something happened…
I took three tests, two out of the three said it was positive. I went to the doctor to make sure I wasn’t getting paranoid. I wasn’t anywhere near “paranoid” I was actually pregnant. With Twins.
