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I do believe I broke the teenage stereotype. MY story
- Oct 31, 2009 at 11:49 PM
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Life happens. Something I realized very young. Here is my story. If you don't want to read it, I understand. If you have rude things to say, I understand as well. I was 17. I was in my Senior year of highschool. I was working at RibCrib as a waitress, dating a guy from my school who I liked, and I had applied to three out of state colleges and planned on going to one of them after I graduated. My life was a typical teenage girl life. I met my now husband my senior year in highschool. He was 21 and mature and handsome and sweet and caring and funny. I was dating someone else, so was he. For three months we talked, became friends, and eventually I began to fall for him.. and hard. I found out he too had the same feelings. May 5th we started dating, after we had broke up with our SO's a short time before that. After that, our love only grew stronger. At 1 week we said we loved eachother. At 1 month we got engaged. This may seem intense to some people and way too rushed..but we were in love (still are). :) We started having protected sex shortly thereafter. Yes, we were dumb to have sex when we weren't married and according to some, because of our age difference, but we didn't care... One day, I brought him home to my mother. She hated him. Better yet, she hated the way he looked. She was at this point in her life shallow...the nicest thing I could say... and said some hateful things and banned me from seeing him. I didn't care. We dated for a total of 6 months with me sneaking behind her back to see him, evening spending the night with him at times. Yes, we were dumb and yes, I was disrespectful in a sense to my mother. His parents adored me, and we adored eachother.. we still felt carefree and full of love. I was planning on telling my mother we were in love and engaged the day I turned 18 in January. On October 31st, three years ago today, I came home from school and found my mother waiting for me. She took me for a ride and threw a note at me asking "What the hell is this?" I read it, and my heart fell into my stomach. It was a note Sam had wrote me (we had been exchanging them) and this particular one read about how we had slept together several times. We talked for about an hour, screamed at eachother, and she threatened to put Sam in jail and send me to relatives in Florida. I told her I loved him, didn't care what she said, and many other things. A few hours later, we all calmed down. My mother and I and my stepdad had a long talk with my now husband as well. We agreed (their suggestion) to not have any more sex until we were married because we were not ready for a child. It seemed like, although we were on thin ice, we would make it...and we had all grown stronger. November 3rd- I had a scheduled EGD surgery for my ulcers I had for a few years...just a routine checkup. I was to be put under anthestesia for it, nothing I wasn't accustomed to. This time however...something was wrong. The doctor came in and had "the look". He told me that... he "thought" i was pregnant. He explained the pregnancy test that was routine showed a faint line. I freaked... At this point..my mom wasn't in the room. I was sure she would kill me. She came in, I told her. I cried. She calmed me down. We drove to Walgreens...raced home.. such a blur... test was positive. I cried harder than I had ever before. I was scared beyond everything. I was 17. This wasn't the plan. But yes, I did have sex... I did the deed.. I had to face the consequence. I had to call my husband and tell him what was going on... he broke down... Several days later, things were not much better. I had come to terms with myself and my situation. So had my husband. I was determined to keep my child. I have always been against abortion, and I couldn't do it. For 2 months, I was pressured by family to abort my child. I couldn't do it.... They said I wouldn't graduate highschool, wouldnt go to college, couldn't do it... THREE years later... Here I am. I am proud to say I am a mother of TWO beautiful daughters, I am still with my husband, he is in Piloting school to be a charter pilot, I am in school with the University of Phoenix for Criminal Justice and am about 12 months away from my Associates Degree. ***Ladies, if any of you took the time to read this...thank you. I want this story to be an inspiration to all, especially young and firsttime mothers. Life is tough. It wouldn't have meaning if it wasn't. Things happen. If you prefer it this way, shit happens. But you have to be strong. You CAN do anything you put your mind to.
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Your a strong woman to stand up for your children and beliefs. Your mom was just trying to parent you the best she knew how. Good luck and have fun with those babies!
I see so much of myself in your story. I met my husband just out of highschool. We said I love you at two weeks, got engaged at one month, and married after dating only eight months. I was 18 at the time we wed almost five years ago. It has been hard as hell. We were both so young and immature and inexperienced and we've both said and done awful things to each other because we rushed. Not saying you rushed...but we did. We have one daughter now and she really pushed us to be better than we were. Kids can do that to you eh? I'm enrolled in college and really enjoying my own business venture and doing fairly well at it...and it will hopefully only get better from here. I still my husband and I honestly believe that if I had done things the "easy way" I wouldn't be a very nice person today. I was a bitch in high school... the typical snob who used guys and made others feel bad. Not proud of that...and being married, almost getting divorced, having a baby, learning to stand on my own two feet...has made me a better person. We're now expecting our second child, and even though things are not perfect... I do not regret a thing. I'm so glad that there are others who are out there to prove that even young and impulsive love birds can get things right! We're still working on it, but with each passing day I have more faith in love and life and family and God. God bless and good luck to you!
You are strong. I had a similar situation except that my daughter (pregnancy) was my graduation present. I completed college and then became pregnant, my due date was the same as my wedding date and since you can't move the due date we moved the wedding to the following month. My gram was upset that I was having a baby before I was married but she was so excited when I my daughter was born.
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