A personal narrative is normally about a single person and a certain event or events in that person’s life. My narrative isn’t only about a single person. I’m not just me anymore. I am sharing my body now. I share me, myself, and I with another person. This is so scary. Every day is a horror. You will never know what will happen and it’s like a rollercoaster that you never “know what can happen. I’m going to be sharing my body and life with a little human. My human. My mini me. I can no longer be selfish; I must think about every little thing I do. It was just a few days ago that I had found out that I was pregnant. It was Thursday October twenty-seventh two thousand sixteen. It was just a normal school day but I was so confused. I started …show more content…
It was like an open book right about now. “Babe, are you nervous because you’re late?” I couldn’t read his face at all. I could mumble out was “Yes. “ He had then said “I honestly think you are pregnant babe. It doesn’t matter if you are or not. You know I will always be here for you. I love you.” I know he tried to make me calm and feel more comfortable but I feel like I got even more nervous. I finally opened up the front door and we were inside. I ran upstairs to my room and started looking for the pregnancy test that I thought I needed the week before but I saved. I hid it so well I could not find it myself. It took about three minutes to find the test but it felt like twenty years in my head. I rushed down the stairs and went into the bathroom and opened the wrapper that enclosed the test. After I was done I placed the test on the sink and had gotten up and fixed myself and washed my hands and let the test finish. After about two minutes I looked back at the test. My heart dropped to my knees. I felt like I honestly couldn’t breathe but I wanted to scream. The test had shown me two bright red …show more content…
He picked up one, looked at it, and put it down. He picked up the second test, looked at it and placed it back on the table. Jonathan looked at me and asked “So, two lines means you’re pregnant?” “Yes.” I replied. He grabbed me and just held me in his arms. “You’re not alone babe. It’s all going to be okay. I love you and our little human.” I had to go and get a for sure positive because I still didn’t believe it. I had talked to my friend who is also my ex-boyfriend, Oscar, he is always here for me so I texted him. “Oscar, I really need you right now. I just took two pregnancy test and both came back as a positive. I haven’t told my mom or dad. I need to find out for sure. Can you please help me?” He took maybe five minutes to reply “Of course, I don’t how you feel about this so I don’t really know what to say. I have a friend who works at the health clinic in Cicero. Tomorrow morning I can take you before school?” “Yes, please. I’m nervous but beyond excited. Thank you so much. Text me in the morning.” Me, Nala and Jonathan went to eat and talk about things and then walked back to my house so Nala could be picked up. The rest of the night Jonathan and I talked about anything and everything. I was so nervous for the next
Overall, these test were very interesting and it made me really think of my results and why I got it. I thought this was a really cool experience and even though it gave me a headache it is definitely something to learn
Everyday, people are faced with choices. Some of life’s choices are simple, such as deciding what to wear to school or choosing a television station to watch. Other choices, however, are much more serious and have life-altering consequences. Being pregnant has many choices, whether or not to keep the baby. There are many choices such as adoption, or abortion. I decided that I would keep my baby because I knew in my heart that I would regret it in the long run if I didn’t. Throughout my pregnancy I suffered from depression, which is the condition of feeling sad or despondent mentally. My depression was mainly due to the fact that I was sixteen, alone, and scared, I was a waitress at a local restaurant, but that job couldn’t pay for all the financial needs it takes to raise a child. I left my baby’s father when all the arguing and physical abuse began. I couldn’t deal with that and I definitely wasn’t going to raise my child through it. Although I knew deep down that this big decision was for the best, it was still difficult and very painful. Just the thought of raising a child alone was scary. My parents were so disappointed in me they really didn’t have much to say, especially my mother. That made my pregnancy worse because I felt as though I had no one to talk to. I had friends to talk to but most of them didn’t understand what I was going through.
The Midwife arrived and started setting up the birthing pool in the living room. I had no clue what to do! Nakona was walking around the house trying to get through each contraction. When we began filling up the birthing pool it was a challenge. We had to heat up
He came to our house that evening and as soon as he saw me and heard me cough he told my parents I needed to go to the hospital that night. I was terrified. I had never been to a hospital; well not since I was born anyway.
Growing up as an only child I made out pretty well. You almost can’t help but be spoiled by your parents in some way. And I must admit that I enjoyed it; my own room, T.V., computer, stereo, all the material possessions that I had. But there was one event in my life that would change the way that I looked at these things and realized that you can’t take these things for granted and that’s not what life is about.
Pregnancy can be an exciting and sometimes frightening experience for many women. It was a snowy Sunday afternoon, and I was not feeling very well. I remember all week long, every morning I felt nauseated. I was craving odd foods, and foods I normally would not eat together. I was on the phone with my best friend explaining to her how I was feeling. She said “It sounds like you are pregnant.” That thought never even crossed my mind until that moment. Sure enough she was right, I was pregnant for the first time. I was excited to have a baby and never realized how many emotions or complications can take place during a pregnancy. Everybody that I knew that had babies, had such wonderful experiences. Unfortunately, this happy moment became such a monumental, emotional and stressful time in my life. During my pregnancy, I went through many emotional experiences from almost losing my child, to the uncertainty of a birth defect and early delivery.
I remember the day she born. I was nervous for the simple fact that my life would never be the same. Soon no longer would I be known as just Ayanna, I would take on a new title. A title that I would share with so many woman, and after eight long hours of labor, I would now be known to the world as mommy.
He peaked his eyes open at me and gave me a big hug, holding me close. All of the sudden, my heart came unravelling out of my chest spilling itself to him. We shared all of our close memories of fun and laughter growing up. I knew that no matter what happened to me we would always be bonded in
It was when we talked about the sex of the baby. That seemed to make relax because at that moment I knew what I was talking about. My level of confidence with the relationship with Carrie is at a high level. We have become good friends and I felt comfortable around her, because we sit by each other in class and we talk every day.
I felt like he was lonely and needed someone or something to keep him company and just to be happy with. I told him congratulations and that I hope she’s wonderful and I couldn’t wait to see her. He then went on to tell me that she lived a little while away. He had told me that he had been going to Georgia after work and taking her out and then driving back to North Carolina. I was shocked because that’s a long drive and I didn’t even realise what was going on before then. I was so worried about her having kids, too. I asked him about that and he told me she had two boys that were younger than me and that they were super respectful. Throughout the conversation I was a little angry, not angry but questioning why he was doing this and what was going to happen next. I am now calm and I have learned to understand and be happy for his
My mom still couldn't believe it so she made an appointment for me at Crisis Pregnancy Center. They gaved me the appointment right away so I told my boyfriend to come with me as well. When we got there, some lady made me pee in a cup. She took me upstairs and ask me questions. I called my mother and boyfriend to the room where the lady and I were at.
My pregnancy brought so much joy to my family. My husband would spend hours touching my stomach. On a Tuesday night of my fourth month, I felt a very weird pain in my pelvic area. I first thought it was just a cramp, but the pain was felt sharper and I suddenly started bleeding. My husband rushed me to the Emergency Room, and that was the end of my fairy tale.
Last year in November, I felt the most isolated I had in a long time. My dad announced to me that my stepmother, Tracy, was pregnant. I’m not sure exactly why, but I just felt a pit in my stomach and was really unnerved by it. I was angry about the situation, but nobody would listen to me or had any empathy for me. I locked myself away from my dad and stepmom and didn’t speak to them, and I avoided the conversation with anyone who would bring it up.
When I first found out I was pregnant I was terrified and still am. I am only 18 I do not know how to take care of a baby. What does this mean for me, for my parents, for my boyfriend, and for this baby? I always dreamt of someday becoming a mom but I did not expect or want this day to come so soon.
We got in the car and went home, listening to my favorite song; Easy by Mac Ares. I tried not to think about what happened and took in the lyrics of the songs. We finally got home and at the door held a single rose at the rusty bottom.