Teenage Pregnancy9

Hey Everyone I'd like to share something as personal as My own Teenage Pregnancy at 15.
 
Let's begin I turned 15 years old in November and this year my parents took my brother, sister along with myself to Walt Disney World in Florida. We went for 2 weeks during the Christmas vacation from school.  Then 1 day in January or Febuary my mom suspected something and brought me to our family doctor to do some blood work to find out if I was indeed pregnant and sure enough I was.  Once the doctor called my mom and confirmed that I was, both my mom and dad had told me that I would have to have an abortion.  Personally at 15 years old I told my parents that I don't believe in this and that I was keeping the baby no matter what.  They even went as far as to bring me to see a doctor who preforms abbortions. Once I had made up my mind on keeping the baby they told me that I would have to find somewhere else to live so my journey began.  I was refered to the Gynocologist at the children's hospital and with there help and the help of my social worker that had been provided for me through the ville marie social services, I started to look at the homes they had for teenage girls who had no where to turn.  All the while still continueing to go to my regular high school classes with kids making  smart remarks because by now almost the whole school knew I was pregnant.  My mother had come along with me to visit this house for pregnant teens and to my surprise that night while I was doing my own laundry my mom came and told me that she had dicussed the situation over with my father and that they have decided to let me stay with them even though they did not agree with my decission to keep the baby.  My parents did try to convince the father of the baby who by the way was 26 years old, to talk me into having an abortion but he told them that he stands by what ever decission I will make (to keep or not to keep) and that it all lies in my hands, they were not to happy but what could they do or say. They even threatened to press charges on him because I was a miner and I told them that I will not press any charges because it was my choice to do it and rape was not involved. They were not happy at all.  Alot of different people were telling me not to have the baby because it would ruin my life, from family memebers to my friends. My mind had been made up from the time I heard I was pregnant so no one was changing my mind. Back in the 80's parents didn't talk about birth control or any form of contraception and this is a big thing cause kids need the big talk no matter what.  Please inform your kids, have the talk before they get pregnant. 
 
I did not let anyone make decissions for me from this day on. I set my mind to continueing my education and becoming something in life, just because you have a baby at a young age there is always help out there for you.  Thanks to receiving Social Assistance once I gave birth to my beautiful daughter in August of that year at 15 years old by C-Section not natural birth, my social worker help me find a wonderful home daycare provider to care for my child while I continued to finish my High School education.  Once I returned to school in October and registered in a trade course (Accounting), every day I would get up get myself ready and get my daughter ready and would leave bringing her to the babysitter and then finding my way to school. Once school finished I would go drop my school bag off at home and then make my way to pick up my daughter from the babysitter. I couldn't wait to have her in my arms so I never left her there until 5 - 6 at night I thought that she is my responsibility and I need to step up and be all I can be as a teenage mom.  Don't get me wrong I'm not saying that it was easy to do my school work and take care of a baby at the same time but if you put your mind to it yes you can accoplish anything in life. Yes I did live at home with my parents but they did not really do anything in the taking care of my daughter it was all up to me, and I did pay my parents room and board of $250 a month from the time I had started to receive my Social Assistance at 15 years old. If I needed something at the store I would bring her with me and I did not rely or dump her off on any one.  By the time she was 5 or 6 months old her father had left town and I was the sole care taker of my daughter.  I was a very proud mother at this young age and even though her dad was out of the picture for all her life I can admit that I have done a fantastic job raising her alone.  When she was  around 3 or 4 years old my parents decided that they were moving and if my sister and I want to keep the appartment that they would