Focus on Lizz
At the age of 13, I became sexually active. I meet this wonderful guy, who was well, older. He had everything a girl in middle school thought was "cool". A car, job and an ID. Well, I fell in love, and thankfully, so did he. I then became pregnant not long after my 14th birthday.
At the time, my love, Cliff, lost his job and he totaled his car. I stuck by his side, which showed him I was more than what he thought. Whenever I got pregnant, I was trying. And so getting a positive HPT didn't scare me, but I believe it scared Cliff. For the first few months I tried hiding it. His parents and my parents knew. I know they did. But, I was too nervous to say anything. Then in January Cliff told his parents on a Friday afternoon. He then came to my house and told me to pack up stuff for the weekend, I was staying there. Well, I packed and told my grandmother (she was my legal guardian). She then called Cliff's mother to make sure I could come over. She said yes and thankfully didn't tell her I was pregnant.
When we got to his house, I couldn't even look at his parents. I went straight to his room. When his mother walked back to his room, we were laying on his bed. He pulled up my shirt to expose my baby pooch. She smiled and told me Cliff's father would like a word with the both of us. I broke down. I was always terrified of his father. I wasn't sure why, he was a great father! I figure it was because I grew up without my father. He then hugged me and told me he supported everything I decided. They then went out for the night. I was sitting on Cliff's couch about 10 o'clock and texted my mom saying "I need to tell you something" I was so nervous to type "Im pregnant" which I never had to do. She texted back 3 minutes later saying "When are you going to tell grandma" I never got the chance too. She told her.
They were very dissapointed, but after I went to the doctor and found out we was having a little girl, everyone started getting excited and buying everything pink that they could find! I had her at 3:35 am on July 2nd 2006, and my life has changed dramatically. I can't go out on friday night without worrying about her, or without the stress of finding a baby sitter. Her father and I are still together and he helps out alot. I am in the process of moving out with him and we are expecting our second child in septemeber. We are also getting married asap. I love my life, don't get me wrong, but sometimes I wonder..."What was I thinking??" What would I be doing right now if I wasn't a mother...what would my body look like??