So I was going to wait until I hit my 2nd trimester to start a journal, but I was reading everyone else's and decided to go ahead with it.
So my name is Raelene. I'm 20 years old and I'm finishing up my last year of a Political Science degree. I live on a little tiny (backwards) rural island in the middle of the North Atlantic called Newfoundland (which is in Canada, unfortunately a lot of people don't know where it is). My boyfriend's name is Adam and we have been together for 10 months. We had every intention of getting engaged this summer, but I think that will be put on hold for a few more months at least now.
Needless to say, while trying to finish university, a baby was the very LAST thing on my mind. Adam and I had plans to get engaged, finish school, get jobs, get married, buy a house, travel, save money, and THEN have kids. Sometimes though, things don't always work out the way you plan them!
I found out I was pregnant 2 days after Easter Sunday. Adam and I were visiting my parents for the holiday and we got stuck there because Adam got sick and put in the hospital. I was a complete emotional wreck when I was home. I cried over everything - I couldn't get the internet set up, I felt fat, Adam said some little minscule thing that wasn't even important and I bawled my eyes out. Then 2 days later my boobs started to hurt like craaaazzyyyy. Adam joked around and told me to go take a pregnancy test. I bought one, but I was hesitant because I fully fully thought that it was going to be a waste of money and that there was no way in hell I was possibly pregnant. So here I am, peeing on a stick, and as soon as it hit the test, lo and behold this DARK, STRONG pink line shows up. Well I almost threw up because as I said before, I wasn't even seriously considering the possibility that it may be positive. This was a week before my period was due as well, so I thought if I WAS pregnant, it would still be negative at that point. So I went and bought two more tests. Also positive!
So here I am, 9 weeks and 5 days pregnant telling you my story. It has been kind of rough, Adam and I haven't been having the best time due to this being a complete surprise, my horomones, and him not really being ready to be a dad yet. But we're working on it and trying to give it another shot because deep down we both know that we are right for each other.
I'll post some belly pictures later, I'm taking a new one today.
So I was going to wait until I hit my 2nd trimester to start a journal, but I was reading everyone else's and decided to go ahead with it.
So my name is Raelene. I'm 20 years old and I'm finishing up my last year of a Political Science degree. I live on a little tiny (backwards) rural island in the middle of the North Atlantic called Newfoundland (which is in Canada, unfortunately a lot of people don't know where it is). My boyfriend's name is Adam and we have been together for 10 months. We had every intention of getting engaged this summer, but I think that will be put on hold for a few more months at least now.
Needless to say, while trying to finish university, a baby was the very LAST thing on my mind. Adam and I had plans to get engaged, finish school, get jobs, get married, buy a house, travel, save money, and THEN have kids. Sometimes though, things don't always work out the way you plan them!
I found out I was pregnant 2 days after Easter Sunday. Adam and I were visiting my parents for the holiday and we got stuck there because Adam got sick and put in the hospital. I was a complete emotional wreck when I was home. I cried over everything - I couldn't get the internet set up, I felt fat, Adam said some little minscule thing that wasn't even important and I bawled my eyes out. Then 2 days later my boobs started to hurt like craaaazzyyyy. Adam joked around and told me to go take a pregnancy test. I bought one, but I was hesitant because I fully fully thought that it was going to be a waste of money and that there was no way in hell I was possibly pregnant. So here I am, peeing on a stick, and as soon as it hit the test, lo and behold this DARK, STRONG pink line shows up. Well I almost threw up because as I said before, I wasn't even seriously considering the possibility that it may be positive. This was a week before my period was due as well, so I thought if I WAS pregnant, it would still be negative at that point. So I went and bought two more tests. Also positive!
So here I am, 9 weeks and 5 days pregnant telling you my story. It has been kind of rough, Adam and I haven't been having the best time due to this being a complete surprise, my horomones, and him not really being ready to be a dad yet. But we're working on it and trying to give it another shot because deep down we both know that we are right for each other.
I'll post some belly pictures later, I'm taking a new one today.
oh i know all about what happens when plans are made...
little 's turn up and decend your life into chaos lol. not that its a terrible thing but it takes some getting used to.
I also hear what your saying about your OH and finding things hard... im in the same boat. saying that though when me and OH discussed children and our future and we decided on after I finish university and I'm settled in a job etc (basically 5 yrs time) and we planned to get engaged and married in between... those plans make me laugh now lol.
Hey,thought I'd add the third comment on your journal...
Ahhh,plans...I know how those go.I thought,hey I'll finish college,get a great job,do whatever I want,I will never get married or have kids,if I'm lucky I'll find a guy who I can lean on to...
Yep,that aint happening...
But still,I'm happy with the cards I've been dealt...I'm not gonna drop out of college,I worked it out and soon I'll have a beautiful baby girl.
Thats the path I'm going with,just because something isn't planned doesn't mean that it's not right.
Looking forward to reading your updates...huge and I hope you and Adam work out your issues or at least find the best solution...a baby changes all...
Well, the last couple of days have NOT been good with me and Adam. I'm pretty much out of this relationship. As bad as it sounds, I'd like to stick around until the end of the summer so I can get one more semester out of the way, but I don't know if I can handle it. I mentioned being roomates today but the idea didn't fly very well.
I just feel like he doesn't understand me at all! Its like he's completely disregarding the fact that I'm pregnant. I told him that when I'm pregnant he's supposed to be nicer to me, not meaner. Its just like he doesn't care, its not there, its not happening. And its making me REALLY angry because as much as he doesn't care right now, I know if I leave he'd cause hell in court because its "his" baby. I just honestly can't believe that he is giving me such a hard time. He half got me in this position, why the hell does he think he has some right to treat me like shit now? I'm angry and in a mad preggo rage over it all. I'm not the type of person to stay around and be treated badly, but now I feel like if I do leave, I'm going to have to deal with so much shit and he's going to fight to take the baby.
And his MOTHER is another story. That woman, I can't believe her either. I'm 10 weeks tomorrow and she hasn't even acknowleged that I'm pregnant. She hasn't spoken to me, stopped inviting us over for dinner, hasn't even asked me how I'm feeling. Its ridiculous. I feel like I'm being blacklisted against for something I really have no control over. You're supposed to feel happy when you're pregnant and I just feel like an outcast that's being treated like someone who HAS to be around, but its okay to just treat her like shit? When exactly did I turn into that person? I didn't know being pregnant put me on the outside of society or made me some horrible person.
I have a doctor's appointment on Thursday and I cannot wait. I'm showing way huge for 9 weeks 6 days, and I think I could possibly be further along. Everyone keeps telling me I'm having twins, but I think I'm just further along. I don't get an ultrasound until July 7th but I'm going to try to beg my doctor for one if I can. I don't really like her, I feel like she's going to think I'm insane if I tell her I think I'm further along.
Arggg stress. I can't upload a picture for some reason, but my newest bump pic is in the first trimester if you want to check it out.
I had my 2nd prenatal appointment on Thursday! It went pretty well. My doctor isn't overly concerned that I'm so big already, so I guess I shouldn't be either. My mom told me she showed early as well so maybe I'm turning after her.
I HEARD THE HEART BEAT! I'm not crazy! There really is a baby in there! haha. It was really nice. It wasn't incredibly fast though, but I didn't get an exact reading. The old wives tales say that above 140 is a girl, under 140 is a boy. I'm going to guesstimate and say that it was under 140. Only time shall tell!
My next appointment is June 3rd.
I start classes on Monday again. 6 courses this summer, I haven't attempted that before. I always only do 5 because that is a full course load. So we shall see how it goes
how wonderful it must have been to hear the heartbeat!! And another appointment just around the corner it seems all so real for you now doesn't it? Glad baby is healthy!
Hope you can manage your summer classes good luck!!
So I've got a really long story about what is going on with me and Adam now.
I'm home with my parents. I came home on Monday. I had to give up everything. My boyfriend, my school, my life. But I'm working it out now so I can do 3 courses through distance and I'm going to be able to work full time as well. So it might actually work out better for me.
Adam and I actually ARE still together but it is incredibly strained. I'm not sure how much longer its actually going to hold out. We got in a HORRIBLE fight last night on the phone. I was pretty much ready to just go to bed and stay there for the rest of my life haha. We got into it over his mother and how she doesn't seem to even care about the baby whatsoever, his spending habits, my mood swings, everything. Everything we could possibly fight about, we fought about. Everything seem to be alright today but we'll see when he gets off of work. I have no idea how much longer I can deal with this at all.
He is supposed to be moving here in September until the baby is born. I'm going to spend the summer turning my parents basement into sort of a mini apartment suite for us so we can have some privacy once the baby is born.
I've got to go to a new doctor now too. That is kind of good because for one, its a male. I'm entirely sketched out about female doctors. Everytime I've seen one I've had a terrible, terrible experience. Also, he has known me since I was younger and treats my entire family. So I'm happy about that.
My parents have talked me into writing children's stories to send in to get published. I do have a talent for whipping out kids stories in about 50 seconds flat, so I'm going to see what I can work on. If you have any suggestions about things I could write about, let me know!!!
I know, I'm a nerd. I love school to the point that its an addiction haha. I'm only doing 3 courses now, but I'm doing them online through the university so that works for me! I am excited about it though. I'm doing Deviance (behind the minds of criminals....heheh), Criminal Justice, and the Sociology of Health. I'm not really sure if I'm going to like the health one or not, but it could be alright.
I have this horrribbleeee pain shooting down my leg right through my toes today. Its pretty much to the point I don't want to walk on it so I'm trying to lay down and get off it for a bit.
Oh, also. You may all think I'm crazy, but I'm 99% sureee I felt somewhat of a flutter last night. I know I'm only 11 weeks and you aren't supposed to feel anything this soon. I could be wrong, but it defintely was something I have never felt in my entire life, ever. Maybe its wishful thinking, but I'm going to keep thinking it, anyhow
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