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No child should have to put her selves in a situation of raising a child of their own when they are still growing themselves. There's nothing wrong with staying celebit, waiting or using protection, it can ultimately save your life and another. becoming a teen mom comes with more responsibilities than you can imagine. You have to stop your life to take care of another. the future you had planned is no longer an option until maybe later on down the road. Day after day teens are having to face that choice of whether to give up a child or give up their childhood. having to make that decision places an emotional toll on that person that they wiil have to live with. Are you ready to face that decision when it comes? There are so many places that offer help for pregnant teens that will help them on their journey to parenthood. so your never alone.
No child should have to put her selves in a situation of raising a child of their own when they are still growing themselves. There's nothing wrong with staying celebit, waiting or using protection, it can ultimately save your life and another. becoming a teen mom comes with more responsibilities than you can imagine. You have to stop your life to take care of another. the future you had planned is no longer an option until maybe later on down the road. Day after day teens are having to face that choice of whether to give up a child or give up their childhood. having to make that decision places an emotional toll on that person that they wiil have to live with. Are you ready to face that decision when it comes? There are so many places that offer help for pregnant teens that will help them on their journey to parenthood. so your never alone.
18 and pregnant! Nooooo
teen pregnancy is defined as a girl, usually within the ages of 13 to 19, becoming pregnant.
to me, teen pregnancy goes above and beyond this definition. Being a teen parent is an every day battle, the one where we fight with emotions, where we face our worse fears, its a world of mixed feelings, its either giving up on life or stepping on a new level to take care of a new life which now is in our hands.
let me introduce you to my story, where you can the after effect of what teen pregnancy really is...
to me, teen pregnancy goes above and beyond this definition. Being a teen parent is an every day battle, the one where we fight with emotions, where we face our worse fears, its a world of mixed feelings, its either giving up on life or stepping on a new level to take care of a new life which now is in our hands.
let me introduce you to my story, where you can the after effect of what teen pregnancy really is...
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pretty, young, popular, nice job, drinks, drugs.. best time of my life, was what i thought.
since I turned 15 I started going out of control, I was that black sheep of the family.
All i could think about was parties, friends, guys, sex and alcohol. i started forgetting what respect was, what educations was, what family was. It was an every day fight with my mom, I did not want to be home anymore, I turned 16, i was "old enough" to make my own decisions, so i left my moms house and moved out with my best friend <---girl on your left.
WORSE DECISION I HAVE EVER MADE
i really didn't stay at her house, i was over my boyfriends house, pretty much every day.
yes! we used protection.. but then , we stopped. 2 years went by, no belly, no baby, so why not! lets try to party with out the hats( if you know what I mean) 3 more years went by. SENIOR YEAR BABEEE!! life just got better. i was working at a hookah bar, getting pierced, tatted, getting drunk every day, it was just soo "cool", i was about to graduate high school, get into college, live the cool kid college life! it couldn't get better!! then one week i realized i was a week late, no biggie, i just waited, then another week, then i start to get cravings, i start to get hungry. I should go get checked, just in case you know, i don't think i'm pregnant, but just to be safe, "maybe i'm sick baby", was what i told my boyfriend. So we went and bought a test, it came out positive, but it wasn't so clear, i freaked out! this can't be happening to me, I said. we decided to go to patients first, got a pee test, waited a couple of mins, longest mins of my life! we got called, and the doctor comes in and says, congratulations!! you are pregnant! my whole world went blank, i did not know how to react, i got in the car, and cried, just cried. what was i thinking!!!! i can't be pregnant, i can't have a baby, i am a baby!
i went home, mom was sleeping, so i talked to my sister, she was mad, she was sad, she did not know how to feel about it. I just could not imagine life with a baby, so i decided i wanted an abortion, my sister said she would support any decision i chose to make, my boyfriend did not want me to, but yet, it was my life, it was my body, it was my world, so he did no have a say. after a couple of days i decided to talk to mom, it was so hard, so scary, she was chocked, she was sad, she was disappointed. it was the worse feeling. my mom talked to me until she convinced me not to abort, you know, the whole " you will regret it for the rest of your life.. the bible says.. we believe.." talk. those 9 months were hell for me, i still did not want a baby, i did not want any pictures of my belly growing taken, my sister pretty much obligated me to take them. i said i would love my dog more than my daughter, i cried EVERY SINGLE NIGHT, regretting my life, regretting not listening to my mom, regretting being so stupid. life was over for me. i hid in my moms house, i got kicked out by my moms husband, so me and my boyfriend moved into an appartment, i hated it, i was not ready to be a wife or anything. i barely new how to take care of myself, i could not cook or wash dishes or clothes. it was just terrible. the last few moths i started feeling my baby kicks, i started to feel a little love towards her, but i would not talk or anything else. then that day came, that day where i held my baby in my arms for the first time. it was the strangest feeling, i still did not know how to feel, i wanted to cry, but no tears came out. since the first night i had her to now, i regret my thoughts and feelings towards her before she was born, because i just loved her, i loved her more than me, and i jut didn't know it then. when Katelyn started growing up, life got just harder. changing diapers, doing homework, working, worrying about having enough money to feed her, it was hard, it still is hard. I felt like her dad was no help, we started fighting every day, so i went back to my moms, i had to get two jobs because i did not want her dads money, i had college, two jobs and a baby to take care of. having a baby is a blessing, but at its time. i do not regret keeping Katelyn, but I do regret having her so young, because now I have no time to enjoy her. i have to work hard to provide for her, and study hard to give her a better future.
since I turned 15 I started going out of control, I was that black sheep of the family.
All i could think about was parties, friends, guys, sex and alcohol. i started forgetting what respect was, what educations was, what family was. It was an every day fight with my mom, I did not want to be home anymore, I turned 16, i was "old enough" to make my own decisions, so i left my moms house and moved out with my best friend <---girl on your left.
WORSE DECISION I HAVE EVER MADE
i really didn't stay at her house, i was over my boyfriends house, pretty much every day.
yes! we used protection.. but then , we stopped. 2 years went by, no belly, no baby, so why not! lets try to party with out the hats( if you know what I mean) 3 more years went by. SENIOR YEAR BABEEE!! life just got better. i was working at a hookah bar, getting pierced, tatted, getting drunk every day, it was just soo "cool", i was about to graduate high school, get into college, live the cool kid college life! it couldn't get better!! then one week i realized i was a week late, no biggie, i just waited, then another week, then i start to get cravings, i start to get hungry. I should go get checked, just in case you know, i don't think i'm pregnant, but just to be safe, "maybe i'm sick baby", was what i told my boyfriend. So we went and bought a test, it came out positive, but it wasn't so clear, i freaked out! this can't be happening to me, I said. we decided to go to patients first, got a pee test, waited a couple of mins, longest mins of my life! we got called, and the doctor comes in and says, congratulations!! you are pregnant! my whole world went blank, i did not know how to react, i got in the car, and cried, just cried. what was i thinking!!!! i can't be pregnant, i can't have a baby, i am a baby!
i went home, mom was sleeping, so i talked to my sister, she was mad, she was sad, she did not know how to feel about it. I just could not imagine life with a baby, so i decided i wanted an abortion, my sister said she would support any decision i chose to make, my boyfriend did not want me to, but yet, it was my life, it was my body, it was my world, so he did no have a say. after a couple of days i decided to talk to mom, it was so hard, so scary, she was chocked, she was sad, she was disappointed. it was the worse feeling. my mom talked to me until she convinced me not to abort, you know, the whole " you will regret it for the rest of your life.. the bible says.. we believe.." talk. those 9 months were hell for me, i still did not want a baby, i did not want any pictures of my belly growing taken, my sister pretty much obligated me to take them. i said i would love my dog more than my daughter, i cried EVERY SINGLE NIGHT, regretting my life, regretting not listening to my mom, regretting being so stupid. life was over for me. i hid in my moms house, i got kicked out by my moms husband, so me and my boyfriend moved into an appartment, i hated it, i was not ready to be a wife or anything. i barely new how to take care of myself, i could not cook or wash dishes or clothes. it was just terrible. the last few moths i started feeling my baby kicks, i started to feel a little love towards her, but i would not talk or anything else. then that day came, that day where i held my baby in my arms for the first time. it was the strangest feeling, i still did not know how to feel, i wanted to cry, but no tears came out. since the first night i had her to now, i regret my thoughts and feelings towards her before she was born, because i just loved her, i loved her more than me, and i jut didn't know it then. when Katelyn started growing up, life got just harder. changing diapers, doing homework, working, worrying about having enough money to feed her, it was hard, it still is hard. I felt like her dad was no help, we started fighting every day, so i went back to my moms, i had to get two jobs because i did not want her dads money, i had college, two jobs and a baby to take care of. having a baby is a blessing, but at its time. i do not regret keeping Katelyn, but I do regret having her so young, because now I have no time to enjoy her. i have to work hard to provide for her, and study hard to give her a better future.