Pregnancy

So, no one ever tells you about all of the cons after having a baby; they want to spare your feelings, but the truth is: THIS IS REALITY not a fairytale! Yeah sure babies are true blessings from god, whether planned or accidental, but it’s not all peaches and cream post delivery. This is my story.

I met the love of my life (or I thought he was) towards the end of my freshman year of high school. I thought it was love at first sight, but little did I know that it was gonna be hell in the end. We were both very shy so we communicated through a mutual friend, but deep down we know we liked each other a lot. After talking for a while I finally gave him my number and we started texting, as friends because he didn’t wanna rush things and I respected that. After about 3 weeks he finally asked me out and we started going on dates after school... to BURGER KING! That’s when we started having sex, too. At first, condoms weren’t even a topic of interest because we would pull out so I thought I was fine. I wasn’t even on birth control and my mom had already asked me if she needed to put me on it and I denied her, I should’ve listened.

After school was out for the year, we had to figure out how we were gonna keep seeing each other so I decided I was gonna sneak him in the house after my parents left for work. It would take him almost an hour to get there because he’d either be walking on the levee or riding a bike, but when he did get there, we had endless sex. It was all working out so perfectly and I was sure that no one would catch us, until one day my neighbor told my stepdad that he’d seen a man go in our house while they weren’t there for hours. I knew I was in deep shit and turns out I was. He took my phone away and told my mom about what was going on, and then her and I had a whole lecture but to sum it up: she’d never trust me again.

So I had no way of contacting my boyfriend and it was summer break so I couldn’t do anything while I was grounded, which sucked! About a week later, my mom took me to the health center around 8am and embarrassed me; yelling out that she needed a pregnancy test for me. Mind you, there were about 4 other people in the waiting room and one of them I knew. When it was time for me to go back into the room, the nurse gave me a cup and told me to put it in the wall when I finished. It took almost half an hour for them to cone back with the results, which were negative so I was in luck. But then a week later I started feeling really sick. I thought I had a virus or the flu so I wasn’t thinking too much into it. The sickness must’ve lasted for about 2 weeks until my stepdad asked me if I thought I could possibly be pregnant. I had said no but then as I thought about it we hadn’t used condoms and I wasn’t on birth control; but I didn’t want to believe it, I was scared of it being true. I waited till my mom card home later that day and she asked me how I felt and if I needed anything and I told her to buy me some saltines. Still wasn’t thinking much of it, I just knew I wanted something salty. WHY did this woman come back with a box of saltines and A PREGNANCY TEST!! She immediately told me to go take it, and I did but I was too tired to wait for the results so I left the test in the bathroom and went to lay down. A few minutes later, she comes into my room and says “you got what you wanted” and threw the test on the bed.