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cant wait

hey im not pregnant yet but i cant wait to be ever since i was little i was always interesed in pregnancy and babies i red all my mums books watched all the shows on tv as i got older the feelings got more intense and when i met my bf i knew he was the one my soulmate, at the moment i own my own house and have a nice new car a good stable job and so does my bf ive been with him for over 4 years im more then ever ready to have a baby and so is he he is 3 years older then me and one of those really nice family orintated guys. but i wanna wait until im just a little bit older im 19, i live in a relatavly small town and my bf sister just had a baby like a week ago and seeing her go through that made me so clucky its not even funny, also my younger sister had a baby 8 months ago and i know what people are like in my town they will just be like ohhh they were getting attention so now she needs to aswell, which is ridicilous i dont care what people say but i know that if i kept hearing it it would aventually get to me. so im going to try in about a year ill have some money saved up and take all the necisary vitamins etc i wanna do it right, even now every month when i get my p i get disapointed but glad because i will do it when im ready, but i cant wait for the day when i take that test and the two little lines show up. to me its the most amazing thing in the world.

nat

A Huge Relief

It was July 25 when i found out I was pregnant at the age of 17; boyfriend 20. When i came out of the bathroom with the pregnancy test saying positive i dropped to my knees. I balled and balled my eyes out yelling "theres no way i can be pregnant; i cant be pregnant" but in relaity i was. My boyfriend (still with) finally calmed me down and i started to think clearly. Crying and being upset was going to help me or the baby. In my head i kept wondering how am i going to tell me dad, since that is the only parent i lived with. I didnt want him to be upset with my and dissapointed with me either. So i had the idea when i turned 18 , which was only 2 weeks away, i was just going to pack my stuff and leave. I knew in my head that wasnt the thing to do but i had no idea what else to do. When my birthday came around i tried to get the nerve to tell my dad but i just couldnt. I knew not telling my dad was only hurting my baby in the long run cause it wasnt getting the care it needed, but i was just so terrified to tell hin. So about 6 weeks after school started dad kept wondering why i was so depressed and all i kept telling him is that i couldnt say. So one day my boyfriend called my dad up and told him that i was pregnant. Suprisenly dad kept his cool and wasnt mad at all. 3 days later i had my first OBGYN appointment and he said everything was going to be ok. and then the next day i got to have an ultrasound and seen my baby, It was so precious. My boyfriend just smiled and said " this is my little angel i helped make this " I am so relieved my dad knows and hes so supportive. My boyfriend has been with me through it all and i am very thankful. He is working 2 jobs to pay for my doctor bills and everything i need and we are planning to get married in the future. I am also planning on graduating early too. As of now im happily 14 weeks pregnant and so greatful for the support i have.

**** To all teens that are pregnant: hang in there and stay calm. Tell your parents cause they will be your best supportive group and will probably help you through everything. Also get to the doctor ealry to get the right care for you and your baby. And have a good mind through it all. YOU CAN DO IT!!! YOUR STRONG.

Stef

Im whole Heartedly Trying to Concieve

Hi Everyone

Since I was introduced to this site, I feel better knowing that I am not alone.Here is my story: I am a 24 year old young woman, married to a 28 year old man.Well I got engaged Dec 2007 and Sep 2008 we decided to start trying, at that time we were not worried but hoping.Then 2008 Dec we got married, still trying but now we are worried as a year passed with no luck.How serious it is for a person trying for a year with no luck,should I be more worried.Suprisingly I have never used any form of contraceptives,am healthy, but still nothing is happening.I have been doing a lot of research and somewhere I found that it helps to start on folic acid while you are TTC but still there is no change instead am putting on more weight:should I be worried about that also,cuz since I started on folic acids,my breast are more tender and very sensitive, my body is glowing as if am expecting,I have been timing my ovulution dates or maybe am not doing it right.How does one calculate or spot her ovulution tym.Help me pls.....Me and my Husband feel we are both at a stage were we should be parents cuz we have everything and can be able to take of the child.
It is hurting because ppl around me concieve with no trouble,whats hurts more is my friends, cousins are either mothers or expecting and most of them are not married or secured but what about me.

I need Help

Thanx for reading

Ditjonko

OMG

i have had my tubes tied for 13 years my baby is thirteen. I have been feelings nauseated all last week like i know this can not be happening my boyfriend has start to sleep during the day like taking naps im grouchy like we are at each other all the times im so scared to take a pregnancy test i gonna wait until this month is over.my cycle havent came yet never had these fellings unless i was pregnant. i cant even remember what day my last cycle was on. is there any one out there who have gotten pregnant when their tubes are tied!

kawana

What Will We Go Through Next Time?

I married later than I would have liked to, and was sad I couldn't have had children when I was younger. I ended up marrying a man 13 years older than me three years ago. I had to overcome my own prejudice, as I preferred men my own age. But this man was a good man, and we both wanted children, and I felt happy with him, and felt that that would be enough -- and it has been.

Well, my husband wasn't quite ready to immediately take on the financial responsibility of supporting a family completely by himself. I said I could work a year or so before having children (I figured nine months of it would be the pregnancy itself!) We hoped to save some money to afford an addition to his small house, which we would need to accomodate a family. Later, I find out that somehow he heard that I would work for two years before getting pregnant. Considering our advancing age (especially his, which had me a bit worried for his fertility!), I didn't think this was the best idea. But I wasn't going to argue much about it at that late stage of our engagement.

So, birth control for the honeymoon. I'd always thought it'd be cute to skip it during the honeymoon, just to see if one conceived a "love child", but decided against this approach. I'd always thought hormonal birth control was a bad idea, because I don't like the idea of tinkering with the internal systems, and also because it's often advised to use other methods for months while trying to get off of it. We did plan to have children soon, and I didn't like that delay. Well, I am allergic to latex, and along with hormonal mehtods, it turns out to rule out almost all methods! I certainly didn't want to fool around with any possibility of an allergic reaction down there! There are some non-latex condoms available, more expensive than latex varieties, and my husband liked this idea, 'cuz he thought condoms to be erotic. I searched around, and decided on Today sponges, and optimistically stocked up on three boxes.

So, on the honeymoon -- that condom pinched! My husband didn't want to experience that again... The sponges were working well, until about the third day, when one came out alarmingly green and smelly. Yes, I got a nasty infection, and the sponge hotline declined any responsibility, claiming that if I had an infection, it was a previous underlying condition. I couldn't use the hottub in our room, and we spent the afternoon of our main day in Niagara Falls going to the library to look up infections on the Internet. Fun.

My husband decided that God was giving us a sign to give up on the birth control. I was inclined to agree. It was certainly giving us trouble! And we didn't know how long it would take to get pregnant, anyway. So the birth control got jettisoned, and there was a lot less worry. Oh, and two and three-quarters boxes of sponges left!
From that day forward, my husband would often jokingly ask, "Are you pregnant yet? Are you pregnant yet?" We did have some other difficulties in adjusting to our sex life, and I often knew the answer, based on timing, etc, was no. My husband was disbelieving when I told him I was only fertile about two days a month. So much he knew about getting a woman pregnant!

Two and a half months after our marriage, I was laid off from my job. Then, three months later, just as I was starting to do some temp work, my husband slipped on some ice at work and broke his ankle. It was very painful, and he ended up home for two months, which he hated.

Well, I was home a lot, he was home all the time, and when he was put in a walking boot after a month, we figured out there was something we could still do, if we were careful....

We were just having a little fun with the freedom of time we had together. I had lost track of my period that month, and told myself to be sure to keep track of it the next month when it came, so I could figure out my cycle. But that next period never came. I had to look at a calender and hazard my best guess at the date of my last period.

My husband was happy when I told him I was pregnant. He had always said that there was a reason he had broken his leg, but he just didn't know what it was yet. Now he knew!

The ankle healed. The pregnancy went fairly well until near the end, but everything turned out fine. We had a boy my husband could name after himself, as he'd always wanted. He was very pleased that he even got to take vacation time off during Christmas holidays, which is never allowed. But because our son's due date was Christmas Day, and my husband demanded Family Leave, the store reluctantly had to let him off.

But we were both a little apprehensive about what my husband would have to suffer through for me to become pregnant the next time!!!!

A year and a half later, we find out that it is I who will have to suffer more the next time, because now that we are expecting again, it's something a little different...

When I first started to show, my hubby was annoyed that I kept asking him if I was starting to get fat, because he considers this the penultimate no-win question for husbands. So he'd answer, "Twins. Twin boys!" I'd reply, "Don't wish that on me! I don't want to deal with three boys under the age of three!"

But, it turns out, he was right. I am having identical twin boys. And, oh, yeah, he found out twins run on his side ot the family, because they certainly don't on mine. Yes, hubby is strutting around proud as a peacock at "knocking me up" again -- and twice as much.

Aileen