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Goodbye Childhood, hello Adulthood

When i was 15 i was living my rebelious years. I went out every weekend with people way older than me, drank and smoked and snuck in and out of my house. Looking back on it now, it was a normal thing for a kid that age to do, but somewhere along the line my freedom became reality and my boundary line became blurred.

i met this guy named Chase at a giant party in the woods one fall night. we were standing next to each other at a bonfire and the rest is history. Me and Chase were never official, because he was 19 and i was 15, and he didnt want girls thinking he was off limits. We "dated" for about a month, aka met up three times a week to get high and have sex. Im not saying the decisions i made were right, but the truth it the truth. Needless to say, Chase left, moving three states away after that month, and i wasnt really upset. I moved on with life and continued my partying habits.

But then, three weeks after Chase moved away, i began getting sick every morning like clockwork.. i knew then and there that i was pregnant, and it was Chases baby. to make a long story short, it was the typical baby daddy denial story, as in , "its not mine" " your a slut" blah blah blah. So there i was, fifteen, alone and pregnant.

My mom didnt take it well but supported my decision to keep my baby and transfer to an alternative teenage parenting high school after the birth. the rest of my family, minus my two older sisters didnt feel the same. they refused to condone this behaviour of mine, and pretended like i didnt exist and never did.

Then, at three months along, i went for a regular ultrasound and came out with an irregular shock; twins. I think i was speechless for days to follow that appointment. Two babies. TWO babies. TWO BABIES. i think you get my thought process.


Throughout the rest of my pregnancy i got help from my mom and sisters and chase still denied our kids. Turns out that his dad is an identical twin, hence where the surprise turned up. I gave birth to my twin daughters, Elliana and Mia via scheduled c sections at seven and a half months along. They only weighed three pounds each.

After i took my babies home, life became a vicious cycle. Feeding, changing, burping, bathing, rocking, pumping, feeding,changing,bathing,burping,soothing etc. I took six weeks off of school and returned to the teen parent school.

Now at seventeen i have two year old twin daughters, they come to school with me everyday on the bus in their special carseats, and go in the daycare while i go to class. I will be graduating soon, and will pursue a career in ultrasound tech.

My babies are a blessing, Ellie is wild and rebellious, always climbing up things and getting in trouble. and Mia is mommys little cuddler. Chase has seen the girls once, for five minutes, claiming they look nothing like him and i havent heard from him since. Doing it alone is a struggle but we make it work. If i could go back and do it all again i would have waited, and i wouldnt have partied as much becasue it blurrs your judgment.

As for now, Elliana Grace and Mia Rose are my life, my inspiration and my heart. But no one my age should have to give up their childhood to raise a child, protection is key and i advise any one who has read any of these stories to think twice about the "fun element " of having a baby young. they are cute and funny but they are a human life that you are forever responsible for. I hope anyone reading this can make the right choise and stay safe.

Ella

The invisible girl preggies

Hi! I’ve read many of your stories some so sad and others got beautiful endings. I thought I should also share my story, which no one has heard it all. I use to be this quiet and shy girl who kept to herself and had the biggest dreams, I was always the good girl who never went out or dated. I met my boyfriend of 3years via chatting through his cuz who was at the time my best friend, wow I thought he was perfect and was just the best I never knew a love like that existed. I really6 thought he was the one, I was saving sex for marriage but I thought he was my soul mate and we would me together forever. 1 6months into our relationship I lost my virginity to him and He knew it meant everything to me. 3months after that (devil has perfect timing) I found out he was cheating and was also sleeping with that girl, everyone knew except me. I was crushed, I mean I gave him everything, he was my best friend and my all, and we planned our future together. Well like the idiot I forgave him and took him back, thought maybe a mistake and he got a wakeup call.
We carried on having sex and did the whole pull out thing. 3mnths later after nausea and missing my period, he got a pregnancy test for me, and we had a feeling I was pregnant and I took the test and two lines came out being positive, I was 19 in my first year of University pregnant and about 8weeks preg. Him being my everything he was the only person I had but after he found out am really preg he changed towards me and Couldnt believe this was the same guy, wow the next two months were hell for me, he went back to the same gal he cheated on me with and slept with her knowing am expecting a child didn’t need that stress, I ended things and they dated, He never once contacted me, he would ignore my texts . No one knew, and I had this secret on my shoulders alone. I would hardly sleep, stay up crying, not knowing what I would do. I prayed sooo much, only by Gods grace I got through those moments. I was obsessed with him tryna get his attention. How could he forget me the girl he claimed to love so much with a baby growing in me, I considered abortion and would make many appointments and I would never pitch each time. I told God if my baby daddy makes me his Gf again Id keep the baby, I prayed hard for weeks for him cause thot I wouldn’t be able to this without him. I named the child Grace whether it would be a boy or not cause it would be by Gods grace if we made it.
God answered my prayer and we dated and decided to keep the baby, I was almost 6mnths preg at this time. He held my hand; things were so perfect between us wow. Than 3weeks after that my mom found out I was preg (she use to be a nurse) so she noticed and my tummy was expanding and checked me herself. I was so scared and she told my dad and he wasn’t talking to me and my whole family was told, thought I was dreaming, thought my family would be mean towards me but surprisingly they were supportive except my parents wanted to give up my baby for adoption and My boyfriend would never allow that, but he and my family stood by me and his family also found out and the two families had a meeting and acted like they cared and would be part of my baby, in my wildest dream. Went to my 1st doctor’s appointment and ultra sound and found out I was going to have a girl, my boyfriend was so excited and we were just the closest and he was my best friend again wouldn’t have went through all the family politics without him. 6 June 2010 I gave birth to the most beautiful baby girl, with eyes wide open, I cried the first time I saw he, had a c-section because she couldn’t come out through natural birth no matter how hard I pushed. She weighed 5.6kg and her father came to see us the next day. A month later I found out my boyfriend was gonna have another baby soon and he never even told me about it, with the same girl his always cheated on me with. Till today I don’t know what happened I was crushed and couldn’t believe it, Our plans got thrown back in my face, was hoping it was a bad nightmare, My baby was suppose to be his one and only.
Things got bad again between us, he cheated again with a different girl this time and basically left me for her, I met another guy who loved me and my daughter to bits but U had to end things cause I was still in love with my baby daddy and I was not going to use him cause he deserved more. I always compared me to this girl he always cheated on with but now I was comparing our babies. He hardly saw our daughter but I was always taking her to him and his family behind my parents back. His family his never once called once to ask about her or check on her or even visit that’s when I decided I would stop taking her there cause they know where to find her. Well today me and my babydaddy are trying to fix things between us, I don’t get why he never makes time for her, she would know him by now and be use to him if he bothered. He can go for 4 months without seeing her, I wish it was her birthday every week maybe he would bother he is more concerned about his other daughter and now his sisters child whom He loves more. It sucks to be me, wish we could be a family I just doubt he is serious I have a feeling he dating someone else although he wanna work out things with me. I love him in an unhealthy manner, he once told everyone I am obsessed with him and maybe he is right. Wish he would come to his senses one day and realise what he has in me. Right now my daughter is almost 14 months, She is the smartest daughter, with beautifuI eyes and super naughty, I love her more than anything and would do anything for her and I wanna make a success of myself and I pray to God me and my daughter have a happy ending with her father, But if I have to let go I will, cause we deserve the best.

Anne

Doesnt end with birth.

My names Madeline, Mads for short and like everyone else on here I got pregnant at a young age. I had lost my dad 3 years ago to the day that I found out I was pregnant. My boyfriend and I had been best friends for the longest time and when my dad passed away he was the only one who was there for me and eventually we started dating.I wanted to show him I loved him and didnt know how so I lost my virginity to him. The day I told him I was pregnant I could see he was scared for me in his eyes. We wanted to keep the baby and things worked out well for us until delivery. Id had a phobia of doctors since watching my dad die and when I went into labour I had a panic attack and absolutely begged Aaron to not let them touch me. After awhile they took me in for a C section and 20 minutes later I had a gorgeous curly headed baby girl who we named Addison-Jack. Aaron cried more than she did that day it was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. Anyway things went well with us. When Addie started having medical problems we took her for testing and when she was 2 she was diagnosed with lukimea. She struggled for her life and ill never forget the day when they didnt think shed last through the night and those chubby little fingers grasped onto mine and her daddys hand and she gave us a little smile and closed her eyes. Her daddy and I feel asleep still holding onto our baby and in the morning I didnt want to open my eyes because I knew she wouldnt be with me. I looked into my daughters precious little face and felt my heart shatter because what made her Addie had already gone. Teen pregnancy is a blessign and a burden you never think it could happen to your baby but babies die so dont take yours for granted. Rest in peace baby girl. Your mommy and daddy love you with all there hearts.( 9-22-10) <3

Madeline

My Beautiful Son

When i was 15 years old i had just moved to a new school. I had some friends there because it was only a few miles down the road. My parents then took me and my two older brothers to Fleetwood, a local seaside town. There at the caravan park me and my friend found two boys. We got really drunk and had sex. Two days after we left and i never saw him again. Back then you never had phones and i never got his phone number or where he actually lived. I felt like i had to do it on my own. When i was 3 months gone i found out i was pregnant. I told my mum and dad and they accepted it straight away. One time whilst they thought i was asleep, i heard them talking about how disappointed they were. I felt like i had let them down but i knew that i had to go through with it. Some of my extended family disapproved but i really didn't care. On April 28th 1983 i had a beautiful baby boy called Andrew Allen Henry Loveday. My family allowed them to live with them until i could get a house. At 17 years old i moved into my new house with my baby son who was then nearly two years old. I am now 44 years old and in 2009 he died on my only daughters birthday. I still love him and never forget him as i wouldn't be the person i am today without him beingin my life. I now have 3 other sons and a daughter who i treasure with all my heart.

Jackie

growing up too fast

My story starts when i was 17, during the summer going into my senior year. i was hanging out with my sister and her boyfriend along with my other sister and her husband all summer. My sister was 19 and her boyfriend at the time was 35, quite the age difference. but i was used to that because she and my older sister had always been with older guys. I was always the single one in the group, and didnt really care until one day my sisters boyfriends best friend Jack came over. I knew i had to have him the moment i saw him, then i found out he was 26. But me being my stupid naive and stubborn self, didnt care.

Me and Jack started talking, and at the time i was a virgin. After talking for four months and dating for one, i lost my virginity to a 26 year old in my sisters room in the middle of the winter.

8 weeks later, me and Jack were happy as ever, and i was lying to my other family members about his age. That is, until i walked into my chem class and immediately threw up in the garbage can. My teacher sent me to the nurse, who took my temp and said it was fine. when she took me into the back room to lay down for a bit, she asked me if i could be pregnant. I told her no, because Jack had pulled out the times we had sex. She advised me to take a test anyways, so i did thinking nothing of it.

10 minutes later i was sitting in my High School Nurses office looking at a stick that i just peed on in pure horror. I was pregnant. I called Jack crying, and the nurse let him sign me out of school to take me to the doctor, who confirmed i was 8 weeks along with Jacks baby. It was the scariest moment in my life, by a longshot. Jack hugged me in the car and told me it would be ok, but i didnt believe him at all. I cried for days, until my mom got suspicious and i finally had to tell her the truth. First of all, my boyfriend was 26 and second of all, i was pregnant. Her and my family didnt take it well, but fortunately she never kicked me out.

The next 7 months went by in a whirlwind. I graduated at about six months pregnant, and my babyshower was held the next weekend at Jacks moms house. My family supported me for the most part, but i knew the hardest part was yet to come. People at my job talked behind my back, and eventually i got so big i couldnt tie my apron. One day a couple whos table i was waiting on asked me the typical when are you due/ what are you having questions and i answered proudly, until the husband asked how old i was. I told him that i was 17 and before even ordering their food they got up and left the table. It was hard being judged everywhere i went, especially with Jack by my side and everyone knowing our age gap.

But Jack stuck through it all, and one weekend in October we were putting the finishing touches on our all pink nursery for our babygirl when it all happened. I felt a pain and a gush and the rest was history. 18 hours later i gave birth to a screaming 8 lb 13 oz baby girl named Kennydi Kaedance Perez. Me and Jack cried tears of joy and my family came to take pictures and bring presents.

going home from the hospital was a wake up call, there were no nurses helping you do everything anymore. and on top of that the day i left the hospital was the day i left home at the young age of 17. but i made that decision because i was no longer a baby, i now had one of my own and i needed to act like it. I moved in with Jack in his little appartment ten miles from my moms, and baby Kennydi me and him began the rest of our lives. It was never easy, not by far. I waitressed during the day and Jack worked as a roofing contractor. My sister watched Kenni while we worked and on the weekends i attending nursing classes at a local community college while Jack watched her.

When i had my daughter alot of my family viewed me different and distanced themselves. the only people who i could count on then and now are my mom Jack, my sisters and my dad. And even with their help it is hard. My paycheck goes to my sister for childcare, groceries,baby supplies and school. That doesnt include rent and bills either. when me and Jack are done paying for all of that we have nothing left over to save. We work hard but we know that its for our daughters stability and happiness.

What i did was too soon and too fast. i was a kid having a kid, and even now at 18 having a 13 month old i am still learning. I don't advise anyone my age to think about children, i wouldnt trade Kennydi for the world, but i would wait if i had to do it again. and as for Jack, i love him to death but age differences like ours rarely ever work out.

As for now, Kennydi is awesome. She walks and talks and says Mommy Daddy , "Ti" (auntie), please, thanks, no,cheese, baba, yum, more and doggy. Jack proposed to me on my 18th birthday and we plan to get married in 9 months when i finish my nursing classes. When my daughter gets to be older, i will tell her the hardships i went through to get her where she is then and there, and tell her that love is love, but being in love doesnt mean you have to have sex and if you do you should be safe. I love you Kennydi Kaedance, your mommy and daddys little Kenni forever and ever babygirl always remember that.

Ava