I took a HPT one morning in early April. I figured it would be negative and I could just wait for my period to come (it was about five days late). Well after I brushed my teeth I looked at the test and I saw two very bold pink lines. The first words out of my mouth were not nice and therefore probably shouldn't be repeated, but here I am. My mom has been supportive since day one, my boyfriend wanted me to get rid of it, and he's slowly getting used to it. I'm moody and at times unsure if I made the right decision.
I'm worried that my boyfriend wont be there for me when I need him, yeah he's around now, but what about the birth of the baby?? What about afterward. I don't know if I could stand to look at him if he missed out on that. Sometimes I just have to imagine it's just me and my baby. I have to prepare myself for single motherhood. Sometimes I feel like I'm ruining his life, but then I have to remind myself that I didn't get myself pregnant.
I wish I waited until after I was married, but that doesn't mean I regret keeping my baby. MY BABY it sound wierd when I say it. I can't wait till it gets here. I'm going to be a mom about a month before my 20th birthday and way before I graduate from college. What am I really in for?