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Life goes on
When I was 15, I got pregnant. It wasn't suppose to happen, though it did. When I was 14, 2 months before my 15th birthday, I got pregnant.
How could the girl who never gets in trouble, never got bad grades, and never was so "popular" get pregnant? Usually it was thought for my twin sister who was very popular to get pregnant. My mom even knew it...
And my mom knew it so well she even told me and Ashley that there were pregnancy test in the first drawer on the right in the bathroom in a box. My mom checked the bok everyday to see if any of the 5 pregnancy test were taken. none.
Then I met Cody, a small town popular boy. He just had moved from California, so he was tan, buff, and 16. I looked older then I did, So I said I was 15, cause he said he only dated girls one year younger then her or 2 years older, and since my birthday then was 4 months away, I'd just play along.
On the date, everything went perfect. Cody was charming and sweet, and I was funny and pretty. So thats when me and Cody got closer. At home, Amanda got very slutty (sorry for the language). My mom noticed and started to put birth control secertly in her purse so if Amanda was about to "do it", she usually get more slutty and puts gum in her mouth and they would swap gum, so amanda would notice the pills that were in the same pocket at her gum.
But then I got more worried. Amanda was very "hott", so I never wanted my mom to see that he was two years older then me and that Amanda would play "flirt around" while I got ready upstairs, like she did with 3 or 4 other boys I went out with and ended up breaking up with me and dating Amanda.
So I wanted to give Cody "everything". So that night, we "did it". 4 weeks later, I found out I was pregnant with a guys baby who was 16 years old. How was a going to tell Cody? He was only a nice guy looking for a nice realationship! How was...I?
I did take one of Moms test, so Mom did look since Amanda had a date the night I took it, so mom checked and saw one was missing, and looked in the trash for it and found the test that was positive. Mom had a "family meeting" without my dad since my mom and dad were divorced, and me and Amanda had sat in the livingroom for 1 hour and 30 minutes saying we didn't, until I finally confessed I was the one who took it.
Mom was sad. She also gasped in loss, because she would have never thought I would get pregnant. She just kept saying "Zoey, how...could...you??" She would say every 5 minutes. 6 months later in April, everyone at school looked at me. I missed a lot of school, because my mom needed me to learn how to take care of the baby, So everyone was suprise my mom had regestered me for school again and I came to school, with a big belly.
What about Cody? I told him 1 month into the pregnancy, and he looked at me, and my belly. He touched it, and looked like her was going to get down on his knees, and cry into my stomach, but he didn't. He just stood there, smiling. I asked him way, and he said he had to move away, and he was smiling because he still loved me. He walked away and told me goodbye. I cried and walked away. He probably felt bad.
But when I went to school, 6 months pregnant, everyone just stared at me. they looked at me, and my best friend Jenny and my other best friend Brian walked up to me. She looked at me and looked at my belly and just said, "Were here for you." and walked with me. The baby was born at 4:30am on July 16th, 2008, she was amazing. She was beautiful. It was baby Stella. Stella is a couple months old, I love her. remember, life goes on.
My KatieI found out I was pregnant when I was 24 years old, just out of college. I was married, but when I told my husband, Alec, that I was pregnant, he freaked out and left. Since I'd promised myself at the tender age of 11 that I would never get an abortion, I knew I was keeping it.
So after a rather uneventful pregnancy, my beautiful little girl, Katie Cassidy, was born. Today, she is a bright and happy 6 year old welcoming a new baby sister, Holden, into the world. I had since gotten married to the man I love, Josh. He already had a little girl named Anna. Now she's 10.
My little blonde angel loves her family. As far as she is concerned, Josh is her daddy, and Anna is her sister. Katie is in third grade, since she skipped first, and she is as happy as can be. I wouldn't give her up for the world. When I hear her say, "I love you Mama," my heart melts and it reminds me of how much I love my baby girl.
HELPhey my name is bel im only 15 years old and i am scared ot dealth that i am pregannt. I onnly just got in the biggest trouble with my parents last nite and i really think they hate me now i find out im pregnant. the dad said if i keep it he is gone or if i get an abortion he will stay. but aparantly you need parents to get an abortion. i dont know what to do keepi it of not? what will i loose and gain i am so petrified
someone please help me.
Sadest LifeMy name is Sarah. I live in a small town in London, in a large house. my mum and dad love me, and then James does. So one night me and James had "it" in his small high school bed room. later I took a test and it came up positive. I cried in my room, and my mom asked why and I told her, and she was "popular" in the town she was in, so she sent me without telling my grandmother to my grandmothers house in New York. I told James before I left and all I knew was he said "bye." and no "I love you." or "bye, I love you" and then that ment "bye, I hate you." in his mind language. Then when I was in the taxi, I saw James clenching his fist. He was furious that I lied I was on Birth Control. I was afraid. James later called me and I didn't pick up because I was VERY afraid. He left the message "Answer your f*cking phone you whore." and then he was called back by me. "What?" I asked. He laughed. "WHAT?!" He said. "What do you mean WHAT?!" "Get ride of the f*cking thing. Your going to ask for money. I want it GONE!" He said like he was demanding an abortion. My answer was "No." We were over completely. He was out of my mind, and I was only focused on my baby. As soon as I got to Grandma's house (Grandpa sadly died 2 months earlier.) and rang the doorbell. She smiled and hugged me, and I told her my mom kicked me out of the house because I was pregnant, and Grandma happily hugged me. She wanted to know if we wanted to know the sex of the baby. So happily me and Grandma went there. In the hospital office James called again. "What?" I asked just to get him angery. "Come back to London, babyyy." He said like he was having...sex! "James, are you drunk?! Go to hell!" I said hanging up. Then it was our turn. We went in and the baby was going to be a baby girl. acually, baby girl twins! The next day I went to a new school, and no one knew the fact I was going to be soon called "The Pregnant Girl". Then I met a guy named Andrew, he was sweet and charming. after 3 weeks of being friends, he asked me out. I studdered to say yes, then I finally said it! YAY! But at the end of the date, I told him the truth. I said I was pregnant. He was shivering at first, then he reached in and kissed me. Suddenly everything seemed okay. My baby girls were going to be alright. Then 8 months later, soon to be 9 in 2 weeks, my water broke a month earlier. Sadly it was horrible. I was alone at the house. Then Andrew walked in and asked me how I was doing. Then I shouted "CALL 911!" and then he said No and drove me faster. Luckily, I have a supportive boyfriend. After that, My baby girls were delivered. Andrew sadly fainted in the ER room when Alyssa was coming out. haha. Alyssa and Ashley are my two daughters, both 6. I'm married to Andrew, and pregnant 6 months with John Erics. a single boy, and boy, Andrews happy! This is the story to stay strong even if its hard...know your angel is coming soon!!
Mommy of Americamy name is Sammy, got pregnant with my ex-boyfriend, James. I cried, after I took a pregnancy test from the doctors. (They give you one secertly:) and then I told my bff, immedently. So it all started on a Saturday night, me and my boyfriend were on a date, and he smiled at me, I smiled friendly back. I kissed him and thats when it all went...wrong. He deepened the kiss and I pushed him to the back of the car, and it pretty much signaled him "I'm ready." and at 5:00am, I arrived at home, James dropping me off. He smiled and said "bye babe." and drove himself home...I'd wanted to kiss him goodbye, but its like he was in a rush. for the next 4 weeks, throwing up went up on and on. One time I got sent home cause my teacher know I was sick. My mom took me to the doctor, and then...suddenly the doctors (privitely) asked me to take a pregnancy test...this was a werid, odd moment! I nodded and went to the bathroom, passing my mom, who asked me why I have a pregnancy test. I told her it was for a paninet, and I wanted to go to the bathroom, and the painet it over there. I'm also a great liarxD and...then I cried. lieing to my mom makes me cry so bad. and not wanting to know your pregnant has an advange. I took the test, and went back to the doctor, Mrs. Green. I looked at the test, and gave it to her. "How old are you?" She asked. "um...15..." I said. She looked at me and smiled. "Does you mom know you...had sex?" She asked. Mrs. Green has been my doctor since I was born, she was really there when I was born, but then she was moved jobs here. I was okay tell her the answers to "sex" questions. "No, she doesn't..." I answered. She looked at me. "Okay, well, lets look at your test sweetie, do you wanna look first or me?" She asked. "Well, I guess I will..." I said. I took the test out of the little box I put it back in and I closed my eyes, and looked at it. Then, it all went to hell. It was red, and positive. "Its...positive." I said. She hugged me and said it'll all be okay. She gave me a couple minuties to go tell my mom. "Mom...can I talk to you??" I asked. She looked worried. "Sure, is their something wrong?" She asked. I took her to a private room. "Mom, I'm...pregnant..." I said in a HUGE pause. She hugged me. "How?" She asked. "James of coruse is the father, and I'm the mother...and I was on BC...But James was so stupid not to use a condum..." and so my life did go on, and then I cried when I went in labor...now I'm with baby America, and she is 3 months old! YAY!
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