My plans to tell them came and passed, the weeks flew by. My belly slowly grew, and people in public could begin to tell I was expecting. I would get comments from random women "Aw, how far along are you? When are you due? Is it a boy or a girl?"
I did not know if it was a boy or a girl. I just told them "We want a surprise. I'm due in January."
It was easier that way. Sounded better than "Well I'm 16 years old, 5 months pregnant, and haven't told my parents yet. Wippee!"
It was easier that way. Sounded better than "Well I'm 16 years old, 5 months pregnant, and haven't told my parents yet. Wippee!"
I didn't want to tell them before my birthday.
Hell, at this point, I didn't want to tell them at all.
On my 16th birthday, I got a mini fridge. I LOVE THAT FRIDGE <33
(I took that picture a couple of days after my birthday, please excuse the messy room && I didnt feel like cropping out the mess)
I was 17 weeks when I turned 16 years old... and getting big. The picture of me up there is at 18 weeks pregnant.
I dont know how they hadn't noticed yet...
Addicted, It's like reading a new version of a tv show when I was younger called "My So-Called Life"
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Hi there! I can really relate to your story. I turned 17 when I was 3 months pregnant! 8) I didn't hide my pregnancy though...but o-boy would it have made things easier if I did..haha
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