When I was 16, I found out that I was pregnant. I didn't know how to tell my boyfriend or my mother. The day I went to the lake with my boyfriend, and his family I told him that I might be pregnant, and that we needed to get a pregnancy test to make sure.
Later that day my boyfriend and I went to go buy a test. I took the test while being very on edge with what the outcome might be, and as soon as I looked down it said positive. Very shocked, and nervous I knew I could not tell my mother right away.
A week had passed, and I knew I had to tell my mother so I could go ahead and go to the doctors to check up on my baby. I finally got the courage to tell my mother, and oh boy she was in for a surprise. We went to the doctors office to take another test and it ended it up being positive, I found out that I was 9 weeks pregnant. On the 12th week I went to the doctor with my mother and my boyfriend, as well as some of his immediate family to find out the gender of the baby, it was a girl, and I was so excited.
When I started to show I didn't want to go to school, or be seen in public. I was afraid of what people would think of me or what they might say. I didn't want to be bullied, or talked about due to the fact that I was only 16 years old and pregnant. I previously had experience with being bullied from my freshman and sophomore year, so I did not want to relive that nightmare all over again.
My mother really wanted me to go to school up until my due date, so I did what she asked. My friends at school ended up being really supportive, and everything seemed to be going great. My boyfriend and I broke up on New Year's Eve, and my heart was broken. I didn't know how I could possibly raise my daughter on my own and no longer have his love and support.
I'm so thankful that I had such amazing family and friends by my side that helped me get my mind off the breakup. They helped me decorate my baby's room as well as get everything ready, before she arrived.
On March 22nd at 4:30 AM in the morning, I was feeling pain and it was consistent, I yelled my mothers name and she automatically knew what was going on. She then called the hospital telling them that I'm going into labor.
When I arrived at the hospital the nurses put me in a room and I got situated. My contractions were starting to get worse. I asked for an epidural so could reduce the pain, but the baby was coming faster than expected and the doctor said I had to push. He said he couldn't give me the epidural, it hurt so bad I thought I was going to die. A few minutes had went by and I began to push push push! I then I heard a cry. I felt love I had never felt before, love for my very own daughter. She was born at 6:20 AM on March the 22nd.
My daughter is one of the most beautiful babies I have ever seen. Her father is now in her life and helps me out a lot. Even when I had lost hope a miracle happened. Now we are getting our own place where our child can call home. I have one more year left of high school, and I Intend to finish, and go to college. I pan to give my daughter the best life. When people see me and my daughter they give me an ugly glare or comment, telling me I made mistake of getting pregnant. I didn't plan on getting pregnant and she's not a mistake, she's one of the best things that has happened to me. She's a healthy baby with a height of 25 inches, and weighs 18.2 pounds. She is 4 months old now. She's my life and I'm happy to be her mother despite my young age.
My message to other young mothers out there is it may be hard, but always remember anything is possible.
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