Quote From: lbsmom94Correct me if I'm wrong, but what happened to the third choice when a girl gets pregnant? I'm talking
about adoption. I had a baby when I was 17, and I gave her up for adoption. I knew I could never
provide the kind of life I had, and I knew someone out there could do better. There are so many kids
out there that are abused and grow up with low self-esteem because they were born to parents who
were too young and immature to give their children the attention they need. I met my daughter 24 years
after I gave her up for adoption. She had a good life with two wonderful parents who loved and cared
for her and she, in turn, has loved and cared for her daughter. How many kids are in foster care? And
how many of them were born to young, immature children? When I had my oldest son, I was 24 years
old. I was not ready to be a mother. I was mentally abusive to him, and verbally abusive to him. And I
have apologized to him, over and over. Don't get me wrong, I loved him, and I wasn't abusive every day.
But my ex-husband was abusive in every sense of the word, and when things were going bad between
him and I, I took it out on my son. My son and I have talked about it, and he's forgiven me, although he
doesn't think I was a bad mother. But seeing the kind of mother I am now, having matured, I realize
that I could have done much better had I waited to have kids until I was ready. Parenting is the hardest
job on the face of the earth. And it's a full-time job. And, you can't quit. Although some people do. That's
sad, all by itself. I honestly don't believe teenagers should be having children. And why is it that parents
can be punished for bad things their kids do, but when it comes to a teenager wanting to keep a child,
the parents have no say. Are kids kids? Or are kids adults? I don't know about you, but I'm confused!
Well I think that you may be generalizing. You are also attaching a stigma to young parents. I was a young mom at 16. I dropped out of high school with a grade 9 education. I hid myself away from the world. I was ashamed of being pregnant and I felt like I had let down my parents. My dad whom had never really been involved in my life decided that he was going to disown me and my step father convinced my mother that I needed to move out with my 21 year old boyfriend. My situation is one that may be different then one that the general public may perceive. My step father was very abusive; mentally, physically, and emotionally. he came into my life when I was seven and from the beginning he was jealous of my mothers relationship with me. He beat me very bad on several occasions. I lost my virginity during March break of my gr.9 year. I had been with my boyfriend from September of that year ans spent every opportunity possible with him. We mainly went for walks, held each others hand, cuddled watching movies, and kissed. Eventually I felt as though I was ready and asked him if he was comfortable with it. He was reluctant and he was 2 years older then me. After being together for 2 years he eventually started to loose interest in me. My step dad kicked me out; and my mother being so dependent on my step dad choose him over me. To this day I still have some hard feelings about that but I've dealt with it for the most part. My mother never knew about the abuse because she was never there when it occurred. My step father would always convince me that whatever I had done was so wrong that if I told my mother what happened she would be equally as angry. My young life was very confusing and there is far too much to write to give you the full picture. Anyway by the time I was kicked out I had no where to go and I met Jeremy....a friend of my ex-boyfriends. He had a home and had just received some money after his grandmother died. he spent the whole summer with me in a tent in the bush behind his dads house in a small lakshore country community called 'Joyland Beach'. He looked young and I thought he was only 18 or 19. It never really occurred to me to ask how old he was. I soon discovered after living in a tent that he was 21 turning 22. He was very immature for his age....he could have fooled me. Either way I had feelings for him and he stayed with me knowing that I was alone and that I had not a soul in the world. He had a home....he could have gone back at any time. By the time late august rolled around I discovered I was pregnant. When I told Jeremy he smiled and told me everything was going to be okay. The first day we found out all we did was smile at each other. We were both happy and we both had no idea exactly what having a bay meant. I phoned my mother and she convinced my step dad to let me move back home. Jeremy wasn't aloud to come and that was hard for me but understandable. Within 7 days he went to his reserve and got a job. Immediately my step dad began talking about how I made a new life with someone else and I didn't belong at home. i was so young and I remember being very scared. I knew I cared for Jeremy but I wasn't ready to leave me mom. I had already had her controlled and taken away from me while I was living there and I was horrified of the idea that I wouldn't see much of her at all (which is exactly what happened) - Jeremy and I moved in together and we moved allot. He walked from in town 25 Kim's to his work everyday where he worked as a maintenance worker for the reserve. Cutting grass, weed whacking, and snow shoveling and plowing in the winter. His income was only 1200.00 a month. We struggled to pay rent. We didn't even have a t.v. for the first year. All I left home with was a mattress, some canned food, my clothes, some pictures and curtains my mother gave me and some pots and pans and a few dishes. Life was rough. We couldn't afford to do our laundry at the laundry mat so I washed all our clothe by hand in the bath tub and kitchen sink for 3 years. My hands would blister and bleed from the towels ripping up my hands. I suffered from Post partum Depression and it went untreated. I didn't give my firstborn the initial head start that she deserved but my partner Jeremy made up for what I lacked. I was hard for me to get that connection with her I was so lost in my depression. I wasn't a good mom to her. It took 5 years for me to bond with her and get a great connection. I love her so much. Sometimes I cry when I think about how impatient I was. I'd also like to say that I don't believe that age has much to with patience. There are plenty of 30 + year olds that I know that have far less patience for their children then I do today. I have greatly improved in these past 7 years. I have also grown in more ways then I could have ever imagined. By the time I was 19 I had my second child. I felt happy. She was born on Nov 11th of 04. She was my gift. She was so brilliant. She was a very happy baby. Research shows that chemical unbalances such as depression can have an affect on the unborn child. My first daughter was a very hard baby to take care of. I was very put at ease with my second. I was discouraged about my education at this point but I always knew I would get a post secondary education. Finally When My youngest daughter was two I went to school for an Addictions and community service worker and achieved a diploma at CDI College. It's a private college and it cost me over 11,000 in tuition over 11 months and in total 21,000 in OSAP. Since then I realized that counselling is not for me. I'd like to be there to help others but I cant tolerate hearing the horror stories of young children as it brings much pain back into my heart. So, i moved on to Georgian College; opposite of CDI it is a public college. I am 23 years old. I have more then what some people have in their 40's. My other half; Jeremy now makes 40,000 a year and we have more then we could ever ask for. I am continuing on in my education for ECE and then a BA. My goal is to work for the Simcoe County School Board as a Level 2 EA who specializes in developmentally delayed children. I don't recommend that teenagers go and get pregnant as I myself know exactly how difficult it is. It is more difficult then you'll ever know. There are many factors that the general society just don't seem to understand. A huge issue is dealing with the stigma attached to young mom and families trying to do right. I made it when everyone thought I would plummet and fail. I am currently pregnant with my third and this child will not be slowing me down. I'll do what ever I have to do to make it work and I will continue to sacrifice for my children. Yes, some teenagers go on welfare and choose not to work and live a rough life.....which those children who grow up in impoverished families are also statistically exposed to higher levels of violence, drugs, and psychological/emotional abuse. There are many people where I come from that are on Welfare...that are in their 30's, 40's and so on who also have children, just because you are young does not necessarily mean that you are going to fail and abuse your kids. My children certainly are not abused, they are certainly not unloving....they are probably some the most affectionate tiny human beings I've ever met. Oh yeah - children aren't bad, their parents are the ones who help shape and develop their tiny minds....you can change your child by the way you act. One more thing......Children are NEVER bad they just make bad choices.........There is no such thing as a bad child. Some parents may be offended by that statement but I see the effects of not bonding properly with my daughter at any earlier age pop up on occasion....she has lower self assurance, she doubts herself sometimes when she shouldn't.....shes a bright girl. I tell her she beautiful and smart every day.
IT IS ALWAYS UP TO THE WOMAN/GIRL IF SHE WANTS TO KEEP HER BABY....IT WOULD BE CRUEL TO STRIP A CHILD AWAY FROM A MOTHER AND MAKE HER LOSE A PART OF HERSELF SIMPLY BECAUSE SHE IS YOUNG> WHO ARE WE TO SAY WHETHER OR NOT SHE CAN DO A GOOD JOB UNTIL WE HAVE SEEN HER IN ACTION> I CAN TELL YOU MY FATHER TOLD ME TO GET AN ABORTION OR GIVE THE BABY UP FOR ADOPTION OR HE WOULDN'T SPEAK TO ME EVER AGAIN>>>>>>YOU CAN BET ON MY LIFE THAT I TOLD HIM TO GO *&%*& HIMSELF. He also told me that he would be calling children's aid on me as soon as the baby was born just because I was a Young mom. You can imagine the type of relationship I have with my father. (Its not good....not even close) His words were damaging and when I needed a helping hand and support the most I was abandoned and kicked to the curb. i did it all without anybody but the father of my children at my side.